Mrs. Stockmann.
[Taking his arm.] Then I'll show them that an—an old woman can be a man for once in a way. For now I'll stand by you, Thomas.
Dr. Stockmann.
Bravely said, Katrina! I swear by my soul and conscience the truth shall out! If they won’t let me a hall, I'll hire a drum and march through the town with it; and I'll read my paper at every street corner.
Burgomaster.
You can scarcely be such a raving lunatic as that?
Dr. Stockmann.
I am.
Aslaksen.
You would not get a single man in the whole town to go with you.