[Drawing herself up menacingly.] But I tell you this, Ella, I do not give in yet! I shall redeem myself yet—you may make up your mind to that!
Ella Rentheim.
[Eagerly.] Redeem yourself! What do you mean by that?
Mrs. Borkman.
Redeem my name, and honour, and fortune! Redeem my ruined life—that is what I mean! I have some one in reserve, let me tell you—one who will wash away every stain that he has left.
Ella Rentheim.
Gunhild! Gunhild!
Mrs. Borkman.
[With rising excitement.] There is an avenger living, I tell you! One who will make up to me for all his father’s sins!
Ella Rentheim.