[Looking her from head to foot.] Aha! so that was what the party meant?
Mrs. Wilton.
[Smiling.] Yes, Erhart and I were the whole party. And little Frida, of course.
Mrs. Borkman.
And where is she now?
Mrs. Wilton.
She is sitting in the sledge waiting for us.
Erhart.
[In painful embarrassment.] Mother, surely you can understand? I would have spared you all this—you and every one.
Mrs. Borkman.