Mortensgård.
[With a sly smile.] That’s a large word, Mr. Rosmer.
Rosmer.
Perhaps; but I have a right to use it.
Mortensgård.
Even if you were to scrutinise your conduct as closely as you once scrutinised mine?
Rosmer.
Your tone is very curious. What are you hinting at? Anything definite?
Mortensgård.
Yes, something definite. Only one thing. But that might be bad enough, if malicious opponents got wind of it.