ACT III
SCENE I
(Jeppe comes in from the garden with his suite. A small table is set.)
JEPPE. Ah, ha! I see that the table is all set.
VALET. Yes, everything is ready when his lordship wishes to be seated.
(Jeppe sits down. The others stand behind his chair and laugh at his bad manners when he sticks all five fingers in the dish, belches, and blows his nose with his fingers and wipes them on his clothes.)
VALET. Will my lord order what wine he desires?
JEPPE. You know yourself what wine I usually drink in the morning.
VALET. Here is Rhine-wine, which my lord usually drinks. But if this doesn't suit his lordship's taste, he can have something else immediately.
JEPPE. That's a little too sour. Put some mead in it, and it will be all right; I am for sweet things.