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Mrs. Borkman.
[Taken aback, looking keenly at her.] In spite of that! What do you mean?
Ella Rentheim.
[Evasively.] Oh, nothing particular.
Mrs. Borkman.
You said it so strangely—you did mean something by it, Ella!
Ella Rentheim.
[Looking her straight in the eyes.] Yes, that is true, Gunhild! I did mean something by it.
Mrs. Borkman.
Well, then, say it right out.
Ella Rentheim.
First let me tell you, I think I too have a certain claim upon Erhart. Do you think I haven't?
Mrs. Borkman.
[Glancing round the room.] No doubt—after all the money you have spent upon him.
Ella Rentheim.
Oh, not on that account, Gunhild. But because I love him.
Mrs. Borkman.
[Smiling scornfully.] Love my son? Is it possible? You? In spite of everything?
