Mrs. Borkman.
Indeed? Nothing? Then why did you not dismiss him without more ado? Close your door to him? You should have done that, and done it in time!
Mrs. Wilton.
[Looks at her, and says in a low voice.] I could not do that, Mrs. Borkman.
Mrs. Borkman.
Why could you not?
Mrs. Wilton.
Because for me too this meant happiness.
Mrs. Borkman.
[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?
