Mortensgård.
Yes; I know many people thought so. But I don’t think there was anything in the letter to show it. When I call it strange, I mean in another sense.
Rosmer.
And what in the world did my poor wife take it into her head to write to you about?
Mortensgård.
I have the letter at home. She begins to the effect that she is living in great anxiety and fear; there are so many malicious people about here, she says; and they think of nothing but causing you trouble and injury.
Rosmer.
Me?
Mortensgård.
Yes, so she says. And then comes the strangest part of all. Shall I go on, Pastor Rosmer?