Mrs. Alving.
Then what have you to say of me? I went and married a fallen man.
Manders.
Why—good heavens!—what are you talking about! A fallen man!
Mrs. Alving.
Do you think Alving was any purer when I went with him to the altar than Johanna was when Engstrand married her?
Manders.
Well, but there is a world of difference between the two cases
Mrs. Alving.
Not so much difference after all—except in the price:—a miserable three hundred dollars and a whole fortune.
Manders.
How can you compare such absolutely dissimilar cases? You had taken counsel with your own heart and with your natural advisers.
Mrs. Alving.
[Without looking at him.] I thought you understood where what you call my heart had strayed to at the time.
Manders.
[Distantly.] Had I understood anything of the kind, I should not have been a daily guest in your husband's house.
