Berent. But not till you have been removed from the control of it.
Tjaelde (sinking down again). Not till I have been removed from the control of it!
Berent. On its own resources I dare say the estate can hold out until better times come, but not on borrowed money.
Tjaelde. Not on borrowed money—
Berent. You understand the difference, of course?
Tjaelde. Oh, yes.
Berent. Good. Then you must understand that there is nothing left for you to do but to sign this.
Tjaelde. Nothing left but to sign—
Berent. Here is the paper. Come, now!
Tjaelde (rousing himself). Oh, I cannot, I cannot!