Valborg (looking up at him). Is this to be our parting, then? (A pause.)
Sannaes. I thought of taking leave of you all this afternoon.
Valborg (taking a step towards him). But ought not we two to settle our accounts first?
Sannaes (coldly). No, Miss Valborg.
Valborg. Do you feel then that everything between us has been just as it ought?
Sannaes. God knows I don't!
Valborg. But you think I am to blame?—Oh, well, it doesn't matter.
Sannaes. I am quite willing to take the blame. Put anyway, it is all finished with now.
Valborg. But if we were to share the blame? You cannot be quite indifferent as to which of us should take it?
Sannaes. I confess I am not. But, as I said, I do not wish for any settling of accounts between us.