Bernick: Yes, yes.

Rummel: And especially when so delicate and ticklish a point has
to be negotiated. Well, thank goodness, you have a name that will
be a tower of strength, Bernick. But listen now; we must make our
arrangements, to some extent. Mr. Hilmar Tonnesen has written an
ode to you. It begins very charmingly with the words: "Raise the
Ideal's banner high!" And Mr. Rorlund has undertaken the task of
making the speech of the evening. Of course you must reply to
that.

Bernick: I cannot tonight, Rummel. Couldn't you--?

Rummel: It is impossible, however willing I might be; because, as
you can imagine, his speech will be especially addressed to you.
Of course it is possible he may say a word or two about the rest
of us; I have spoken to Vigeland and Sandstad about it. Our idea
is that, in replying, you should propose the toast of "Prosperity
to our Community"; Sandstad will say a few words on the subject
of harmonious relations between the different strata of society;
then Vigeland will express the hope that this new undertaking may
not disturb the sound moral basis upon which our community
stands; and I propose, in a few suitable words, to refer to the
ladies, whose work for the community, though more inconspicuous,
is far from being without its importance. But you are not
listening to me.

Bernick: Yes--indeed I am. But, tell me, do you think there is a
very heavy sea running outside?