Fieldbo.
You dare to——
Stensgård.
Pitiful! Pitiful. Tell any one you please that I said so. Or rather, say nothing about it——[Puts the letter in his pocket.] Don’t mention this to any one!
[The Company come out from the tent.
Monsen.
Mr. President! Where is Mr. Stensgård?
The Crowd.
There he is! Hurrah!
Lundestad.