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Mrs. Borkman.
Of course it is. Don't you know Mr. Hinkel's villa?
The Maid.
[With malice.] Oh, indeed! It's there Mr. Erhart is this evening?
Mrs. Borkman.
[Taken aback.] Why, where else should he be?
The Maid.
[With a slight smile.] Well, I only thought he might be where he usually is.
Mrs. Borkman.
Where do you mean?
The Maid.
At that Mrs. Wilton's, as they call her.
Mrs. Borkman.
Mrs. Wilton's? My son isn't so often there.
The Maid.
[Half muttering.] I've heard say as he's there every day of his life.
Mrs. Borkman.
That's all nonsense, Malena. Go straight to Mr. Hinkel's and try to get hold of him.
