Haven’t got a vote, sir. There was only one kennel that would qualify in the market, and that you bought.
Stensgård.
If you’re at a loss for a lodging, I’ll give it up to you.
Heire.
Hee-hee, you’re joking. Ah, youth, youth! What a pleasant humour it has! But now I must be off and have a look at the menagerie. I’m told your whole League is afoot. [Sees Fieldbo, who enters from the back.] Here’s the Doctor too! I suppose you have come on a scientific mission?
Fieldbo.
A scientific mission?
Heire.
Yes, to study the epidemic; you’ve heard of the virulent rabies agitatoria that has broken out? God be with you, my dear young friends?
[Goes out to the right.