Heire.
Oh, my amiable young friends, I should be delighted to sentence you all—— I say no more!
Stensgård.
[Slips up to Lundestad, who stands in front on the left.] You were speaking to the Chamberlain. What about? Was it about me?
Lundestad.
Unfortunately it was—about that affair of yesterday evening——
Stensgård.
[Writhing.] Oh, confound it all!
Lundestad.
He said you had been frightfully rude.