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be an understanding between you and Gunhild. We must go down to her at once.

Borkman.

[Looking at her.] We? I too, do you mean? Ella Rentheim. Both you and I. Borkman. [Shaking his head.] She is hard, I tell you. Hard as the metal I once dreamed of hewing out of the rocks. Ella Rentheim. Then try it now! [Borkman does not answer, but stands looking doubtfully at her.