Morten Kiil. That may cost you dearly, Stockmann. (Goes out.)
A Stout Man (going UP to CAPTAIN HORSTER, Without taking any notice of the ladies). Well, Captain, so you lend your house to enemies of the people?
Horster. I imagine I can do what I like with my own possessions, Mr. Vik.
The Stout Man. Then you can have no objection to my doing the same with mine.
Horster. What do you mean, sir?
The Stout Man. You shall hear from me in the morning. (Turns his back on him and moves off.)
Petra. Was that not your owner, Captain Horster?
Horster. Yes, that was Mr. Vik the shipowner.
Aslaksen (with the voting-papers in his hands, gets up on to the platform and rings his bell). Gentlemen, allow me to announce the result. By the votes of every one here except one person—
A Young Man. That is the drunk chap!