Borkman.
[Looking at her.] A curse?
Ella Rentheim.
Yes. Don’t you think so?
Borkman.
[Uneasily.] Yes. But why is it? [With an outburst.] Oh Ella, I begin to wonder which is in the right—you or I!
Ella Rentheim.
It is you who have sinned. You have done to death all the gladness of life in me.
Borkman.
[Anxiously.] Do not say that, Ella!