Fieldbo.
Am I fit for nothing?
Stensgård.
Have you ever been fit to appreciate me?
Fieldbo.
What was I to appreciate in you?
Stensgård.
My will, if nothing else. Every one else appreciates it—the crowd at the fête yesterday—Chamberlain Bratsberg and his family——
Fieldbo.
Mr. Mons Monsen and his ditto——! And by-the-bye, that reminds me—there’s some one out here waiting for you——