Oh, I’m glad of that!
Ella Rentheim.
[Smiling.] Are you glad of that?
Erhart.
I mean I am glad you made up your mind to it at last.
Mrs. Borkman.
[On the sofa, coldly.] Are you ill, Ella?
Ella Rentheim.
[Looking hardly at her.] You know quite well that I am ill.
Mrs. Borkman.