Erhart.
[Pale and anxious.] Mother! What in Heaven's name! [Seeing Borkman, who is standing beside the doorway leading into the garden-room, he starts and takes off his hat. After a moment's silence, he asks:] What do you want with me, mother? What has happened?
Mrs. Borkman.
[Stretching out her arms towards him.] I want to see you, Erhart! I want to have you with me, always!
Erhart.
[Stammering.] Have me? Always? What do you mean by that?
Mrs. Borkman.
I will have you, I say! There is some one who wants to take you from me!
Erhart.
[Recoiling a step.] Ah—so you know?
Mrs. Borkman.
Yes. Do you know it, too?
Erhart.
[Surprised, looking at her.] Do I know it? Yes, of course.
Mrs. Borkman.
Aha, so you have planned it all out! Behind my back! Erhart! Erhart!
