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- It's likely enough.
- So it's really kind, as you promised just now,
- to help eke things out.
PEER [thumping the bulwark].
- I'll be damned if I do!
- Do you think I am mad? Would you have me fork out
- for the sake of a parcel of other folks' brats?
- I've slaved much too sorely in earning my cash!
- There's nobody waiting for old Peer Gynt.
THE CAPTAIN
- Well well; as you please then; your money's your own.
PEER
- Right! Mine it is, and no one else's.
- We'll reckon as soon as your anchor is down!
- Take my fare, in the cabin, from Panama here.
- Then brandy all round to the crew. Nothing more.
- If I give a doit more, slap my jaw for me, Captain.
THE CAPTAIN
- I owe you a quittance, and not a thrashing;-
- but excuse me, the wind's blowing up to a gale.
[He goes forward. It has fallen dark; lights are lit in the cabin. The sea increases. Fog and thick clouds.] PEER
- To have a whole bevy of youngsters at home;-
- still to dwell in their minds as a coming delight;-
