BORKMAN.
If you had made up your mind to.
ELLA RENTHEIM. [Bitterly.] Oh, yes, I know well enough there was some one else ready to marry me.
BORKMAN.
But you rejected him.
ELLA RENTHEIM.
Yes, I did.
BORKMAN.
Time after time you rejected him. Year after year——
ELLA RENTHEIM. [Scornfully.] Year after year I rejected happiness, I suppose you think?
BORKMAN. You might perfectly well have been happy with him. And then I should have been saved.
ELLA RENTHEIM.
You?
BORKMAN.
Yes, you would have saved me, Ella.
ELLA RENTHEIM.
How do you mean?