Engstrand.
And terrible risky it looked, too, that it did! But is there such a deal of harm done after all, your Reverence?
Manders.
[Walks restlessly to and fro.] Oh, don’t ask me!
Engstrand.
[Walks with him.] And your Reverence hadn’t insured it, neither?
Manders.
[Continuing to walk up and down.] No, no, no; I have told you so.
Engstrand.
[Following him.] Not insured! And then to go straight away down and set light to the whole thing! Lord, Lord, what a misfortune!