Mrs. Wilton.
[In the doorway, motioning him back.] You shan’t go a step with me. I am quite accustomed to taking my walks alone. [Stops on the threshold, looks at him and nods.] But now beware, Mr. Borkman—I warn you!
Erhart.
What am I to beware of?
Mrs. Wilton.
[Gaily.] Why, as I go down the road—deserted and forlorn, as I said before—I shall try if I can’t cast a spell upon you.
Erhart.
[Laughing.] Oh, indeed! Are you going to try that again?
Mrs. Wilton.
[Half seriously.] Yes, just you beware! As I go down the road, I will say in my own mind—right from the very centre of my will—I will say: “Mr. Erhart Borkman, take your hat at once!”