It’s no good our explaining to them, Consul——
Rummel.
No, no, you must come yourself. Of course no one will dare to suspect you of anything of that sort.
Lona.
No, I should think not.
Bernick.
I cannot, I tell you; I am unwell;—at any rate wait—let me collect myself.
Doctor Rörlund enters from the right.
Rörlund.
Excuse me, Consul; you see me most painfully agitated——