The Doctor. Good morning! (Lays down his hat and stick.) Well, so I hear John has been up to his pranks again? The rascal is in bed.
Evje and Mrs. Evje. In bed?
The Doctor. Came home at four o'clock in the morning, drunk. Ill to-day, naturally. Ingeborg asked me to go in and see him.
Evje. Well!—I am determined to put an end to it!
Mrs. Evje. Yes, I have never been able to understand why you were so lenient with John.
Evje. He has been with us five years; and, besides, it makes people talk so, if you have to send your servants away.
Mrs. Evje. But surely this sort of thing makes them talk much worse!
Evje. Well—he shall leave this very day.
The Doctor (to HARALD). How are you, Rejn?—Oho! I understand. I have come at an inopportune moment with my complaints of John? You have all got something more serious on your minds?
Mrs. Evje. Yes, we have had it out, as we agreed yesterday.