Berent. With my remarks and comments on it, and Mr. Holst's.
Tjaelde. This has been a trap, then? I believed I had to deal with a gentleman!
Berent. The banks or I, what is the difference? It comes to the same thing, as I represent them unreservedly.
Tjaelde. Such impudent audacity is unpardonable!
Berent. I would suggest that we avoid hard words—at all events, for the moment—and rather consider the effect that will be produced by the balance-sheet sent in.
Tjaelde. That some of us will see!
Berent. The banking house of Lind & Co., for instance?
Tjaelde. Do you mean to say that my balance-sheet, ornamented with marginal notes by you and Holst, is to be submitted to Mr. Lind's firm too?
Berent. When the cannon-salutes and noise of your festivities enlightened me as to the situation, I took the liberty of making some inquiries of the banks.
Tjaelde. So you have been spying here, too? You have been trying to undermine my business connections?