Oh, my dear Lundestad! I feel like a conquering god.
Lundestad.
So you must have felt yesterday, I suppose.
Stensgård.
Pooh! This is something quite different; the final triumph; the crown of all! There is a glory, a halo, over my life.
Lundestad.
Oho; dreams of love!
Stensgård.
Not dreams! Realities, glorious realities!
Lundestad.