Lucky Pehr — August Strindberg

" ...]asleep and forgot the tower shutters; once he rang the bell when fire broke loose. Merry Christmas, Elf and many of them. Takes up rat-trap and sets it.] Here's your Christmas mess, Satan's rats A VOICE. Curse not Christmas OLD MAN. I believe there are spirits about to-night-Ugh it's the cold increasing; then the beams always creak, like an old ship. Here's your Christmas supper. Now perhaps you'll quit gnawing the bell-rope and eating up the tallow, you accursed pest ...]."