John (very respectfully). But won't you allow me to stand outside your house either, sir?
Evje. No!
John (standing in EVJE'S way, but still with a show of great respect). Not at the door here?
Evje. What are you standing in my way for, you scoundrel?
John. Shall I assist you to call for help, sir? (Calls out.) Help!
Evje. Be quiet, you drunken fool! Don't make a disturbance! What do you want? Be quick!
John. I want, with all respect, to ask you, sir, why you have sent me away.
Evje. Because you are a swine that gets drunk and then talks nonsense. You don't know what a dilemma you have put me in.—Now go away from here, quietly!
John. I know all about it! I was following you and the Editor all the time, you know!
Evje. What?