i've used it on molvik as well. i've made him a demoniac. that's the particular cure i had to apply to him. isn't he a demoniac? what? what the devil do you think being a demoniac means? just a bit of silly nonsense i thought up to keep him alive. if i hadn't done that, the poor devil would have succumbed to mortification and despair years ago, same as the old lieutenant there, though he's managed to find his own course of treatment. lieutenant ekdal? what about him? well, what do you think? him, the great bear hunter, shooting rabbits there in the loft? but there isn't a happier sportsman in the world than that old man when he gets a chance at raking around in there among all the rubbish. he's collected up four or five withered old christmas trees, and there's no difference for him between them and the whole tremendous living forest of hoidal. the cocks and hens and the game birds in the treetops and the rabbits hopping about the floor, they are the bears that this intrepid he-man goes in pursuit of. poor old unhappy lieutenant ekdal. he ce

molvik was with them, too, she said. oh, at a time like this, when his soul so desperately needs solitude if he's to win through. yes. you never know where you are with men. lord knows where relling has dragged him off to. i rushed into ma eriksen's, but they weren't there. what if he never comes back? he will come back. i'll take a message to him in the morning. you'll see, he'll come. sleep well. rest assured about that, hedvig. good night. mother. [crying] yes. relling was right. this is what happens to you when you get those stupid idiots coming round with their fancy talk of the claim of the ideal. - well? - yes, mother, i think it's very likely he's in with relling-- there you are, you see. --because the caretaker's wife said she heard two other people come in with relling last night. i fancied as much. that doesn't help, though, if he won't come back here. well, at least i can pop down and talk to him. hjalmar. hjalmar? i--oh, where's hjalmar? he's gone out. so early? in all this snow? oh. oh, well, let him. i can