Stensgård.
Very well, come along. Good-night, Fieldbo; you’re not coming with us?
Fieldbo.
No; but let me tell you, what you said about Chamberlain Bratsberg——
Stensgård.
Hush, hush! It was an exaggeration—I withdraw it! Well, my friends, if you’re coming, come; I’ll take the lead.
Monsen.
Your arm, Stensgård!
Bastian.
A song! Strike up! Something thoroughly patriotic!