The collected works of Henrik Ibsen, Vol. 08 (of 11)Ibsen, Henrik
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The collected works of Henrik Ibsen, Vol. 08 (of 11)
Ibsen, Henrik
Ibsen, Henrik, 1828-1906 -- Translations into English; Norwegian drama -- Translations into English
[_Approaching the DOCTOR._] Well, Stockmann, you see now what such
monkey-tricks lead to?
DR. STOCKMANN.
I have done my duty.
MORTEN KIIL.
What was that you said about the Mill Dale tanneries?
DR STOCKMANN.
You heard what I said—that all the filth comes from them.
MORTEN KIIL.
From my tannery as well?
DR. STOCKMANN.
I'm sorry to say yours is the worst of all.
MORTEN KIIL.
Are you going to put _that_ in the papers, too?
DR. STOCKMANN.
I can’t gloze anything over.
MORTEN KIIL.
This may cost you dear, Stockmann!
[_He goes out._
A FAT GENTLEMAN.
[_Goes up to HORSTER, without bowing to the ladies._] Well, Captain, so
you lend your house to enemies of the people.
HORSTER.
I suppose I can do as I please with my own property, Sir.
THE GENTLEMAN.
Then of course you can have no objection if I follow your example?
HORSTER.
What do you mean, Sir?
THE GENTLEMAN.
You shall hear from me to-morrow.
[_Turns away and goes out._
PETRA.
Wasn’t that the owner of your ship, Captain Horster?
HORSTER.
Yes, that was Mr. Vik.
ASLAKSEN.
[_With the voting papers in his hands, ascends the platform and rings._]
Gentlemen! I have now to announce the result of the vote. All the
voters, with one exception——
A YOUNG GENTLEMAN.
That’s the tipsy man!
ASLAKSEN.
With the exception of one intoxicated person, this meeting of citizens
unanimously declares the medical officer of the Baths, Dr. Thomas
Stockmann, to be an enemy of the people. [_Cheers and applause._] Three
cheers for our fine old municipality! [_Cheers._] Three cheers for our
able and energetic Burgomaster, who has so loyally set family prejudice
aside! [_Cheers._] The meeting is dissolved. [_He descends._]
BILLING.
Three cheers for the Chairman!
ALL.
Hurrah for Aslaksen.
DR. STOCKMANN.
My hat and coat, Petra. Captain, have you room for passengers to the new
world?
HORSTER.
For you and yours, Doctor, we’ll make room.
DR. STOCKMANN.
[_While PETRA helps him to put on his coat._] Good. Come Katrina, come
boys!
[_He gives his wife his arm._
MRS. STOCKMANN.
[_In a low voice._] Thomas, dear, let us go out by the back way.
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