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tad! ASE

Ah, poor boy;
Hegstad way is barred to wooers!

PEER

How is that?

ASE

Ah, I must sigh!
Lost the moment, lost the luck-

PEER

Speak!

ASE [sobbing].

While in the Wester-hills
you in air were riding reindeer,
here Mads Moen's won the girl!

PEER

What! That women's-bugbear! He-!

ASE

Ay, she's taking him for husband.

PEER

Wait you here till I have harnessed
horse and waggon-
[Going.]

ASE

Spare your pains.
They are to be wed to-morrow-

PEER

Pooh; this evening I'll be there!