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SOLVEIG
- My name is Solveig. And what are you called?
PEER
- Peer Gynt.
SOLVEIG [withdrawing her hand].
- Oh heaven!
PEER
- Why, what is it now?
SOLVEIG
- My garter is loose; I must tie it up tighter.
- [Goes away from him.]
THE BRIDEGROOM [pulling at his MOTHER'S gown].
- Mother, she will not-!
HIS MOTHER
- She will not? What?
THE BRIDEGROOM
- She won't, mother-
HIS MOTHER
- What?
THE BRIDEGROOM
- Unlock the door.
HIS FATHER [angrily, below his breath].
- Oh, you're only fit to be tied in a stall!
HIS M
