The Maid.
[Terrified, instinctively folding her hands.] Lord save us!
Mrs. Borkman.
[Whispers to The Maid.] Tell him he must come this instant.
The Maid.
[Softly.] Yes, ma’am.
[Ella Rentheim and, after her, Borkman enter the room. The Maid sidles behind them to the door, goes out, and closes it after her.
[A short silence.]
Mrs. Borkman.
[Having recovered her self-control, turns to Ella.] What does he want down here in my room?