Stensgård.
You needn’t. Henceforth I will be my own counsellor.
[Goes out by the back.
Monsen.
[At the punch-bowl.] Another glass, Aslaksen! Where’s Bastian?
Aslaksen.
He’s just gone out. But I have a letter to deliver for him.
Monsen.
Have you?
Aslaksen.