Jeppe—Most willingly. You may do with me what you like, if only you do not take my life, for I am as innocent as an unborn babe.
Scene 3.
A valet. Erik. Jeppe. Two doctors.
First Doctor—We hear with great regret that your lordship is indisposed.
Valet—Alas, yes, doctor; he is in a pitiful state.
Second Doctor—How is everything with you, my gracious lord?
Jeppe—Quite well! Except that I am rather thirsty after the whiskey which I got at Jakob Skomager's yesterday. If you will only give me a mug of beer and let me go, then they may hang you two doctors up for all I care, because I don't need any medicine.
First Doctor—That is certainly a clear case of hallucinations.
Second Doctor—But the more violent the disease is the sooner he will get over it. Let us feel our lordship's pulse. Quid tibi videtur, domine frater?