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- Grane, my steed;
- who bids?
ONE OF THE CROWD
- Where's he running?
PEER
- Why, far in the west!
- Near the sunset, my lads! Ah, that courser can fly
- as fast, ay, as fast as Peer Gynt could lie.
VOICES
- What more have you got?
PEER
- I've both rubbish and gold!
- I bought it with ruin; I'll sell it at a loss.
A LAD
- Put it up!
PEER
- A dream of a silver-clasped book!
- That you can have for an old hook and eye.
THE LAD
- To the devil with dreams!
PEER
- Here's my Kaiserdom!
- I throw it in the midst of you; scramble for it!
THE LAD
- Is the crown given in?
