Harald. I certainly can't do that any other way; well, I admit--
that _is_ my idea.

Evje. You will not be elected now.

Harald. That we shall see.

Evje. But suppose you are not re-elected to-morrow?

Harald. Then I must find some other way.

Evje. Always with the same object?

Harald. Always with the same object. (EVJE sighs.)

Mrs. Evje (who has taken her sewing and sat down by the fire).
Oh, these politics!

Harald. At any rate, they are the most prominent factors in
life just now.

Evje. We do not suppose we can exercise any influence over you. But
at any rate it is possible that you yourself have not considered
the position into which you have put the whole of us. (Both he and
his wife avoid looking at HARALD during this discussion.)

Mrs. Evje. Say what you really mean, dear--that he is making us
all thoroughly unhappy, and that is the truth!

Harald (getting up, and walking up and down). Well, look here--I