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Your G.o.dfrey there--
STEIN (_getting excited: with emphasis_).
_My_ G.o.dfrey?
FORESTER (_growing more and more calm and cheerful_).
Well, for all I care, mine, then.
STEIN.
Why do you always drag him in?
FORESTER.
Never mind him, then.
STEIN.
As if I--it is you--whenever an opportunity offers, you, you drag him in. You can't get rid of him. Like dough he sticks to your teeth.
FORESTER (_very calmly_).
As, for example, just now.
STEIN.
You have made up your mind to annoy me.
FORESTER.
Nonsense! You only want to pick a quarrel. STEIN. I? But why do you immediately trump, when I play a wrong card?
FORESTER.
Playing a wrong card means losing the game.
STEIN (_throwing down his cards_).
Well, there you have the whole business!
[_Jumps up_.]
FORESTER. I deal.
[_Shuffles calmly and deals_.]
STEIN (_has taken a few steps_).
I am not going to play any more with you.
FORESTER (_unconcerned_).
But it is my turn to deal.
STEIN (_sits down again_).
Obstinate old fellow!
FORESTER.
You immediately lose your temper.
STEIN (_taking his cards; still angry_).
You would not give in, even if it were as clear as day that you are wrong!
SCENE VII
_The same. Enter_ MoLLER, _leading in_ SOPHY; WILKENS. _The waltz outside is finished_.
SOPHY.
But now I think that--
FORESTER.
One more turn.
SOPHY.
Everything is ready--
FORESTER.
The pastor--
SOPHY.
He sent word that we are not to wait lunch for him. But he would be here at eleven o'clock sharp for the betrothal.
FORESTER.
Then sit down and eat.
STEIN.
