[Scornfully.] H’m, happiness, happiness——
Mrs. Wilton.
I have never before known happiness in life. And I cannot possibly drive happiness away from me, merely because it comes so late.
Mrs. Borkman.
And how long do you think this happiness will last?
Erhart.
[Interrupting.] Whether it lasts or does not last, mother, it doesn’t matter now!
Mrs. Borkman.
[In anger.] Blind boy that you are! Do you not see where all this is leading you?
Erhart.