Of the new book?
LOVBORG.
Of course.
TESMAN.
Why, my dear Eilert—does it not come down to our own days?
LOVBORG.
Yes, it does; and this one deals with the future.
TESMAN.
With the future! But, good heavens, we know nothing of the future!
LOVBORG.
Of the new book?
LOVBORG.
Of course.
TESMAN.
Why, my dear Eilert—does it not come down to our own days?
LOVBORG.
Yes, it does; and this one deals with the future.
TESMAN.
With the future! But, good heavens, we know nothing of the future!
LOVBORG.