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Be my spokesman. You're so clever;
talk to him, the old curmudgeon;
say Mads Moen's good for nothing-

ASE

Put me down!

PEER

And tell him then
what a rare lad is Peer Gynt.

ASE

Truly, you may swear to that!
Fine's the character I'll give you.
Through and through I'll show you up;
all about your devil's pranks
I will tell them straight and plain-

PEER

Will you?

ASE [kicking with rage].

I won't stay my tongue
till the old man sets his dog
at you, as you were a tramp!

PEER

Hm; then I must go alone.

ASE

Ay, but I'll come after you!

PEER

Mother dear, you haven't strength-