Ella Rentheim.
[Shrinking back.] Gunhild! Borkman. [Harshly and threateningly.] I allow no one to come up to my room! Mrs. Borkman. [Advancing a step.] I do not ask your permission. Borkman. [Going towards her.] What do you want with me? Mrs. Borkman. I will fight with all my might for you. I will protect you from the powers of evil. Ella Rentheim. The worst "powers of evil" are in yourself, Gunhild! Mrs. Borkman. [Harshly.] So be it then. [Menacingly, with upstretched arm.] But this I tell you—he shall bear his father's name! And bear it aloft in honour again. And I will be his mother! I alone! My son's heart shall be mine—mine, and no other's. [She goes out by the tapestry door and shuts it behind her.
Ella Rentheim.
[Shaken and shattered.] Borkman, Erhart's life will be wrecked in this storm. There must
