Berent. So I think we cannot put down the wharf and its contents at a higher figure than £8,000—and I believe even that will turn out to be too high.
Tjaelde. If you can find me another wharf as well stocked, and with the advantages that this one has, I will buy it whenever you like for £8000; I am certain I should be more than £4000 to the good over the bargain.
Berent. May I go on?
Tjaelde. If you like! I even feel a certain curiosity to view my possessions under such an entirely new light.
Berent. As a matter of fact the items that are too highly valued are just those that comprise this property that you live on—its land, its gardens, its dwelling houses, warehouses, and quays-not to mention the brewery and the factory, which I shall come to later. Even regarded as business premises they seem to me to be over-valued.
Tjaelde. Well?
Berent, Moreover, the luxurious appointments of this house of yours, which would very probably be superfluous for any one else, cannot possibly be counted upon to realise their full value in a sale. Suppose—as is indeed most likely—that it were a countryman that bought the place?
Tjaelde. You are reckoning me as turned out of it already, then!
Berent. I am obliged to base all my calculations on what the property would fetch if sold now.
Tjaelde (getting up). What may you happen to value it at then?