Yes, yes; excuse me; I must go home. Good-bye!
Stensgård.
Good-bye—till to-morrow!
[Ragna and Helle go out by the back.
Daniel Heire enters from the right.
Heire.
Ha-ha! It’s going like a house on fire! They’re all cackling Stensgård, Stensgård, Stensgård! They’re all plumping for you. Now you should plump for him too, Madam Rundholmen!
Madam Rundholmen.
Hey, that’s an idea! Are they all voting for him?
Heire.