Heire.
Don’t let me interrupt you, gentlemen. I wouldn’t for the world——! Thanks, Aslaksen. [Bows to Stensgård.] A strange face—a recent arrival! Have I the pleasure of addressing our new legal luminary, Mr. Stensgård?
Monsen.
Quite right. [Introducing them.] Mr. Stensgård, Mr. Daniel Heire——
Bastian.
Capitalist.
Heire.
Ex-capitalist, you should rather say. It’s all gone now; slipped through my fingers, so to speak. Not that I’m bankrupt—for goodness' sake don’t think that.
Monsen.
Drink, drink, while the froth is on it.