But nothing—nothing was of any use.
Mrs. Borkman.
Indeed? Nothing? Then why did you not dismiss him without more ado? Close your door to him? You should have done that, and done it in time!
Mrs. Wilton.
[Looks at her, and says in a low voice.] I could not do that, Mrs. Borkman.
Mrs. Borkman.
Why could you not?
Mrs. Wilton.
Because for me too this meant happiness.
Mrs. Borkman.