Mother that’s dead Will be after you, Aslak, if you wet your whistle. PEER. [_Rises._] The husbandman’s saying seems scarce to hold here: The deeper one harrows the better it smells. A LAD. [_With a bear’s skin._] Look, the cat of the Dovrë![119] Well, only his fell. It was he chased the trolls out on Christmas Eve. ANOTHER. [_With a reindeer skull._] Here is the wonderful reindeer that bore, At Gendin, Peer Gynt over edge and scree. A THIRD. [_With a hammer, calls out to the MAN IN MOURNING._] Hei, Aslak, this sledge-hammer, say, do you know it? Was it this that you used when the devil clove the wall? A FOURTH. [_Empty-handed._] Mads Moen, here’s the invisible cloak Peer Gynt and Ingrid flew off through the air with. PEER. Brandy here, boys! I feel I’m grown old;— I must put up to auction my rubbish and lumber! A LAD. What have you to sell, then? PEER. A palace I have;— It lies in the Rondë; it’s solidly built. THE LAD. A button is bid! PEER. You must run to a dram. ’Twere a sin and a shame to bid anything less. ANOTHER. He’s a jolly old boy this! [_The bystanders crowd around him._ PEER. [_Shouts._] Granë,[120] my steed; Who bids? ONE OF THE CROWD. Where’s he running? PEER. Why, far in the west! Near the sunset, my lads! Ah, that courser can fly As fast, ay, as fast as Peer Gynt could lie. VOICES. What more have you got? PEER. I’ve both rubbish and gold! I bought it with ruin; I’ll sell it at a loss. A LAD. Put it up! PEER. A dream of a silver-clasped book! That you can have for an old hook and eye. THE LAD. To the devil with dreams! PEER. Here’s my Kaiserdom! I throw it in the midst of you; scramble for it! THE LAD. Is the crown given in? PEER.