[To The Maid.] Go for help. Get the men to come up from the farm.
The Maid.
Yes, I will, ma’am. [To herself.] Lord save us!
[She goes out through the wood to the right.
Mrs. Borkman.
[Standing behind the bench.] So the night air has killed him——
Ella Rentheim.
So it appears.
Mrs. Borkman.
——strong man that he was.