BERNICK. But the repairs are all right, you say? AUNE. The weather is fine, and it is midsummer. [_Another silence._ BERNICK. Have you anything more to say to me? AUNE. I don’t know as there’s aught else, Consul. BERNICK. Then—the _Indian Girl_ sails—— AUNE. To-morrow? BERNICK. Yes. AUNE. Very well. [_He bows and goes out._ [BERNICK _stands for a moment irresolute; then he goes quickly towards the door as if to call_ AUNE _back, but stops and stands hesitating with his hand on the knob. At that moment the door is opened from outside, and_ KRAP _enters._ KRAP. [_Speaking low._] Aha, he has been here. Has he confessed? BERNICK. H’m——; have you discovered anything? KRAP. What need was there? Did you not see the evil conscience looking out of his very eyes? BERNICK. Oh, nonsense;—no one can see such things. I asked if you had discovered anything? KRAP. I couldn’t get at it; I was too late; they were busy hauling the ship out of dock. But this very haste proves plainly that—— BERNICK. It proves nothing. The inspection has taken place, then? KRAP. Of course; but—— BERNICK. There you see! And they have, of course, found nothing to complain of? KRAP. Consul, you know very well how such inspections are conducted, especially in a yard that has such a name as ours. BERNICK. No matter; it relieves us of all reproach. KRAP. Could you really not read in Aune’s face, Consul——? BERNICK. Aune has entirely satisfied me, I tell you. KRAP. And I tell you I am morally convinced—— BERNICK. What does this mean, Mr. Krap? I know very well that you have a grudge against the man; but if you want to attack him, you should choose some other opportunity. You know how essential it is for me—or rather for the owners—that the _Indian Girl_ should sail to-morrow. KRAP. Very well; so be it; but if ever we hear of _that_ ship again—h’m! VIGELAND _enters from the right._ VIGELAND. How do you do, Consul? Have you a moment to spare? BERNICK. At your service, Mr. Vigeland. VIGELAND.