Ella Rentheim.
I daresay you will think it childish of me—you will not understand——
Borkman.
Go on—tell me what it is.
Ella Rentheim.
When I die—as I must soon—I shall have a fair amount to leave behind me.
Borkman.
Yes, I suppose so.
Ella Rentheim.
And I intend to leave it all to Erhart.