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Borkman.

I will work out my own redemption, that is what I will do. I will begin at the bottom again. It is only through his present and his future that a man can atone for his past. Through work, indefatigable work, for all that, in my youth, seemed to give life its meaning—and that now seems a thousand times greater than it did then. Erhart, will you join with me and help me in this new life?

Mrs. Borkman.

[Raising her hand warningly.] Do not do it, Erhart!

Ella Rentheim.

[Warmly.] Yes, yes, do it! Oh, help him, Erhart!

Mrs. Borkman.

And you advise him to do that? You, the lonely, dying woman.

Ella Rentheim.

I don't care about myself.

Mrs. Borkman.

No, so long as it is not I that take him from you.

Ella Rentheim.

Precisely so, Gunhild.

Borkman.

Will you, Erhart?