Evje (in a rage). No!
The Editor (sticking his head in at the door). Yes! (Goes away.)
The Doctor. What a visit! I cannot help laughing, all the same! Ha, ha, ha, ha!
Evje. Do you dare to laugh at that?
The Doctor. "Old schoolfellows"—ha, ha! "Moderation"—ha, ha! "The same party"—ha, ha, ha!
Mrs. Evje. Oh, my husband is ill!
Evje (faintly). Yes—a little water!
Mrs. Evje. Water, water, Harald!
The Doctor. One of his attacks—that is another affair altogether. Here (takes a bottle from his pocket)—smell this! That's it! Now, a little water! (Gives him some.) No danger this time. Cheer up, old boy!
Evje. What a scandal!