Borkman.
[Looking at her.] We? I too, do you mean?
Ella Rentheim.
Both you and I.
Borkman.
[Shaking his head.] She is hard, I tell you. Hard as the metal I once dreamed of hewing out of the rocks.
Ella Rentheim.
Then try it now!
[Borkman does not answer, but stands looking doubtfully at her.