[Vehemently.] I!

ELLA RENTHEIM.
And then this Mrs. Wilton, too, I am afraid.

MRS. BORKMAN.
[Looks at her for a moment in speechless surprise.] And you
think such things of Erhart! Of my own boy! He, who has his
great mission to fulfil!

ELLA RENTHEIM.
[Lightly.] Oh, his mission!

MRS. BORKMAN.
[Indignantly.] How dare you say that so scornfully?

ELLA RENTHEIM.
Do you think a young man of Erhart's age, full of health and
spirits--do you think he is going to sacrifice himself for--for
such a thing as a "mission"?

MRS. BORKMAN.
[Firmly and emphatically.] Erhart will! I know he will.

ELLA RENTHEIM.
[Shaking her head.] You neither know it nor believe it, Gunhild.

MRS. BORKMAN.
I don't believe it!