Hovstad.
No, no. I spoke without thinking. You mustn’t believe that of me.
Petra.
I know what to believe. Good-bye.
Aslaksen enters from printing-room, hurriedly and mysteriously.
Aslaksen.
What do you think, Mr. Hovstad—[Seeing Petra.] Ow, that’s awkward——
Petra.
Well, there is the book. You must give it to some one else. [Going towards the main door.
Hovstad.