Monsen.
Yes, Monsen! Champagne-Monsen! Money-Monsen! Let’s have the wine, confound it all!
Heire.
But, my dear sir——
Stensgård.
Why, where have you dropped from?
Monsen.
I’ve been doing a stroke of business, sir! Cleared a hundred thousand! Hei! To-morrow I’ll give a thundering dinner at Stonelee. I invite you all. Champagne, I say! I congratulate you, Stensgård! I hear you’re elected.
Stensgård.
Yes; I must explain to you——