Oh, nobody, only the bookkeeper and some one with him.
The Short-sighted Gentleman.
[To Hialmar.] Did you know that man?
Hialmar.
I don’t know—I didn’t notice——
The Flabby Gentleman.
What the deuce has come over every one?
[He joins another group who are talking softly.
Mrs. Sörby.
[Whispers to the Servant.] Give him something to take with him;—something good, mind.[mind.]