Jeppe—If I didn't have these four Rixdollars I'd think it was a dream, too. Give me another, Jakob, I'll not think more of that foolishness but have another good drink.
Jakob—Your health, Baron. Ha! Ha! Ha!
Jeppe—Perhaps you can't understand this, Jakob?
Jakob—Not if I stood on my head.
Jeppe—It might be true anyway, Jakob, for you are a dunce, and don't understand such things.
Scene 5.
Magnus. Jeppe. Jakob.
Magnus—Ha! Ha! Ha! I'll tell you a confounded story about a man called Jeppe on the Hill, who was found drunk and sleeping in the field,—his clothes were changed, and he was laid in the best bed on the estate. He was made to believe that he was the Baron, then they made him drunk again, and put him back on the dung-heap. When he woke up, he imagined that he had been in paradise. I laughed till I almost died when I heard that story from the overseer's men. I would give a Rixdollar if I could get a chance to see the fool. Ha, ha, ha!
Jeppe—How much do I owe, Jakob?