[Looking at her in triumph.] Yes, and I won the victory.

ELLA RENTHEIM.
[With a smile of scorn.] Do you still think that victory was
worth the winning?

MRS. BORKMAN.
[Darkly.] No; Heaven knows you are right there.

ELLA RENTHEIM.
You need look for no victory worth the winning this time either.

MRS. BORKMAN.
Not when I am fighting to preserve a mother's power over my son!

ELLA RENTHEIM.
No; for it is only power over him that you want.

MRS. BORKMAN.
And you?

ELLA RENTHEIM.
[Warmly.] I want his affection--his soul--his whole heart!

MRS. BORKMAN.
[With an outburst.] That you shall never have in this world!

ELLA RENTHEIM.
[Looking at her.] You have seen to that?