Ella Rentheim.
I changed my mind after coming out here.
Erhart.
[Surprised.] Really? Changed your mind?
Mrs. Borkman.
[Crocheting; without looking up.] Your aunt will live here, in her own house, Erhart.
Erhart.
[Looking from one to the other alternately.] Here, with us? With us? Is this true, Aunt?
Ella Rentheim.
Yes, that is what I have made up my mind to do.
Mrs. Borkman.
[As before.] Everything here belongs to your aunt, you know.
Ella Rentheim.
I intend to remain here, Erhart—just now—for the present. I shall set up a little establishment of my own, over in the bailiff's wing.
Erhart.
Ah, that's a good idea. There are plenty of rooms there. [With sudden vivacity.] But, by-the-bye, Aunt—aren't you very tired after your journey?
Ella Rentheim.
Oh yes, rather tired.
