Foldal.
Yes, Heaven knows I do, John Gabriel.
Borkman.
[Seating himself again on the sofa.] I firmly believe it. I am immovably convinced—I know that they will come. If I had not been certain of that I would have put a bullet through my head long ago.
Foldal.
[Anxiously.] Oh no, for Heaven’s sake——!
Borkman.
[Exultantly.] But they will come! They will come sure enough! You shall see! I expect them any day, any moment. And you see, I hold myself in readiness to receive them.
Foldal.
[With a sigh.] If only they would come quickly.