Ella Rentheim.
Well?
Mrs. Borkman.
I have impressed upon him, every day of his life, that he must never forget that it is you we have to thank for being able to live as we do—for being able to live at all.
Ella Rentheim.
Is that all?
Mrs. Borkman.
Oh, that is the sort of thing that rankles; I feel that in my own heart.
Ella Rentheim.
But that is very much what Erhart knew already.