MRS. BORKMAN.
Yes, I asked you to.
[ELLA RENTHEIM takes off her hat and cloak and lays them on a
chair beside the door leading to the hall.
ELLA RENTHEIM.
Do you never happen to meet him, away from home?
MRS. BORKMAN.
[With a bitter laugh.] In society, do you mean?
ELLA RENTHEIM.
I mean, when he goes out walking. In the woods, or——
MRS. BORKMAN.
He never goes out.
ELLA RENTHEIM.
Not even in the twilight?
MRS. BORKMAN.
Never.
ELLA RENTHEIM.
[With emotion.] He cannot bring himself to go out?
MRS. BORKMAN. I suppose not. He has his great cloak and his hat hanging in the cupboard—the cupboard in the hall, you know——