The Maid.
Dinner will soon be over.
[She goes out by the back.
Aslaksen.
[After a pause.] How can you resist such a dinner, Doctor—with dessert, and fine wines, and all sorts of good things?
Fieldbo.
Why, man, it seems to me we get too many good things hereabouts, rather than too few.
Aslaksen.
There I can’t agree with you.
Fieldbo.