Aagot. Your mind was taken up with something else altogether. And my only aim in life has been that everything should be made right for her! I thought you were going to do that.
Hagbart. You are unjust, Aagot. What can I do—?
Aagot. No, you are too much of a dreamer. But this you must realise—that I am not going to buy an honoured position at the price of insults to my aunt; that is the very last thing possible.
Hagbart. Of course! But need there be any question of that? I will come and live with you two, and—
Aagot. You talk like a fool!
Leonarda. Aagot! Aagot!
Aagot. Oh, I feel so hurt, so deceived, so mortified—I must say it out. Because to-day is not the first of it—nor is this the only thing.
Leonarda. No, I can understand that. But what is it? You are wounding his love for you.
Aagot (bitterly). His love for me!
Leonarda. Are you out of your mind? You are talking wildly!