more than I did!

ELLA RENTHEIM.
[Quietly.] Well, I daresay his position forced him to do that--
to some extent at any rate.

MRS. BORKMAN.
[Scornfully.] Yes, it was always the same story--we were to
"cut a figure." And he did "cut a figure" to some purpose! He
used to drive about with a four-in-hand as if he were a king.
And he had people bowing and scraping to him just as to a king.
[With a laugh.] And they always called him by his Christian
names--all the country over--as if he had been the king himself.
"John Gabriel," "John Gabriel," "John Gabriel." Every one knew
what a great man "John Gabriel" was!

ELLA RENTHEIM.
[Warmly and emphatically.] He was a great man then.

MRS. BORKMAN.
Yes, to all appearance. But he never breathed a single word to
me as to his real position--never gave a hint as to where he got
his means from.

ELLA RENTHEIM.
No, no; and other people did not dream of it either.

MRS. BORKMAN.
I don't care about the other people. But it was his duty to
tell me the truth. And that he never did! He kept on lying to