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Mrs. Halm.
He was a genius, that's the simple fact.
Guldstad [to himself].
Hm! Some were of opinion he was cracked.
Falk.
A gray old stager, whose sagacious head
Was never upon mouldy parchments fed,
Says "Love makes Petrarchs, just as many lambs
And little occupation, Abrahams."
But who was Molly?
Miss Jay.
Molly? His elect,
His lady-love, whom shortly we expect.
Of a great firm her father was a member—
Guldstad.
A timber house.
Miss Jay [curtly].
I'm really not aware.
Guldstad.
Did a large trade in scantlings, I remember.
Miss Jay.
That is the trivial side of the affair.
