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Ella Rentheim.
[Throws her arms round his neck.] Erhart! My dear, dear boy! Why, how big you have grown! Oh, how good it is to see you again! Mrs. Borkman. [Sharply.] What does this mean, Erhart? Were you hiding out in the hall? Mrs. Wilton. [Quickly.] Erhart—Mr. Borkman came in with me. Mrs. Borkman. [Looking hard at him.] Indeed, Erhart! You don't come to your mother first. Erhart. I had just to look in at Mrs. Wilton's for a moment—to call for little Frida. Mrs. Borkman. Is that Miss Foldal with you too? Mrs. Wilton. Yes, we have left her in the hall. Erhart. [Addressing some one through the open door.] You can go right upstairs, Frida. [Pause. Ella Rentheim observes Erhart. He seems embarrassed and a
