I only desire your own good." "No, you do not." "Indeed?
What do I want, then ?" "To carry out your own will, that is what you want; but you do not ask about mine." "And have you a will, you young sea-gull, you?
Do you suppose you know what is for your good, you fool?
I will give you a taste of the rod, I will, for all you are so big and tall.

Listen now, Marit; let me talk kindly with you.

You are not so bad at heart, but you have lost your senses.

You must listen to me.

I am an old and sensible man.