Engstrand.
Oh, if your Reverence doesn’t think it proper——
Manders.
Oh yes, I do; but—h’m—
Engstrand.
I’ve been in the habit of offering up a little prayer in the evenings, myself——
Mrs. Alving.
Have you?
Engstrand.
Yes, every now and then—just a little edification, in a manner of speaking. But I’m a poor, common man, and have little enough gift, God help me!—and so I thought, as the Reverend Mr. Manders happened to be here, I’d——