Whatever I do, I shall certainly put life and vigour into it.
Monsen.
Bravo! Hear, hear! Another glass in honour of that promise.
Stensgård.
No, stop; I’ve already——
Monsen.
Oh, nonsense! Another glass, I say—to seal the bond!
[They clink glasses and drink. During what follows Bastian keeps on filling the glasses as soon as they are empty.
Monsen.
However—since we have got upon the subject—I must tell you that it’s not the Chamberlain himself that keeps everything under his thumb. No, sir—old Lundestad is the man that stands behind and drives the sledge.