BORKMAN.
Why have you come all this way now, in winter?
ELLA RENTHEIM.
That you shall hear.
BORKMAN.
Is it me you have come to see?
ELLA RENTHEIM. You among others. But if I am to tell you my errand, I must begin far back.
BORKMAN.
You look tired.
ELLA RENTHEIM.
Yes, I am tired.
BORKMAN.
Won't you sit down? There on the sofa.
ELLA RENTHEIM.
Yes, thank you; I need rest.
[She crosses to the right and seats herself in the furthest
forward corner of the sofa. BORKMAN stands beside the
table with his hands behind his back looking at her. A
short silence.
ELLA RENTHEIM.
It seems an endless time since we two met, Borkman, face to face.