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Ella Rentheim.
[With a gesture of negation.] That was at the height of the scandal—when the case was before the courts. I have no such designs now.
Mrs. Borkman.
And it would not matter if you had. For in that case what would become of his mission? No, thank you. It is me that Erhart needs—not you. And therefore he is as good as dead to you—and you to him.
Ella Rentheim.
[Coldly, with resolution.] We shall see. For now I shall remain out here.
Mrs. Borkman.
[Stares at her.] Here? In this house?
Ella Rentheim.
Yes, here.
Mrs. Borkman.
Here—with us? Remain all night?
Ella Rentheim.
I shall remain here all the rest of my days if need be.
Mrs. Borkman.
[Collecting herself.] Very well, Ella; the house is yours
Ella Rentheim.
Oh, nonsense
