You are going down to—to the Hinkels’?
Erhart.
[Involuntarily.] Oh, that! [Collecting himself.] Well, you wouldn’t have me sit here and keep Aunt Ella up half the night? Remember, she’s an invalid, mother.
Mrs. Borkman.
You are going to the Hinkels’, Erhart!
Erhart.
[Impatiently.] Well, really, mother, I don’t think I can well get out of it. What do you say, Aunt?
Ella Rentheim.
I should like you to feel quite free, Erhart.
Mrs. Borkman.