Foldal.
[Brightening up.] Yes, don't you think there are some good things in it, John Gabriel? Good God, if I could only manage to get it placed! [Opens his portfolio, and begins eagerly turning over the contents.] Look here! Just let me show you one or two alterations I have made. Borkman. Have you it with you? Foldal. Yes, I thought I would bring it. It's so long now since I have read it to you. And I thought perhaps it might amuse you to hear an act or two. Borkman. [Rising, with a negative gesture.] No, no, we will keep that for another time. Foldal. Well, well, as you please. [Borkman paces up and down the room. Foldal puts the manuscript up again.
Borkman.
[Stopping in front of him.] You are quite right in what you said just now—you have not made any career. But I promise you this, Vilhelm, that when once the hour of my restoration strikes
