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SCENE NINTH
[At a cross-road.] PEER GYNT
- Now comes the pinch, Peer, as never before!
- This Dovrish Enough has passed judgment upon you.
- The vessel's a wreck; one must float with the spars.
- All else; only not to the spoilt-goods heap!
THE BUTTON-MOULDER [at the cross-road].
- Well now, Peer Gynt, have you found your voucher?
PEER
- Have we reached the cross-road? Well, that's short work!
THE BUTTON-MOULDER
- I can see on your face, as it were on a signboard,
- the gist of the paper before I've read it.
PEER
- I got tired of the hunt;-One might lose one's way-
THE BUTTON-MOULDER
- Yes; and what does it lead to, after all?
PEER
- True enough; in the wood, and by night as well-
THE BUTTON-MOULD
