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Foldal.
Oh, I couldn't let that stand in the way.
Borkman.
What have you done to your foot? I see you are limping?
Foldal.
Yes, what do you think—I have been run over.
Ella Rentheim.
Run over!
Foldal.
Yes, by a covered sledge.
Borkman.
Oho!
Foldal.
With two horses. They came down the hill at a tearing gallop. I couldn't get out of the way quick enough; and so
Ella Rentheim.
And so they ran over you?
Foldal.
They came right down upon me, madam—or miss. They came right upon me and sent me rolling over and over in the snow—so that I lost my spectacles and got my umbrella broken. [Rubbing his leg.] And my ankle a little hurt too.
