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[With a malignant smile.] Mrs. Wilton, do you think you are acting quite wisely in taking that girl with you? [Returning the smile, half ironically, half seriously.] Men are so unstable, Mrs. Borkman. And women too. When Erhart is done with me—and I with him—then it will be well for us both that he, poor fellow, should have some one to fall back upon. But you yourself? Oh, I shall know what to do, I assure you. Good-bye to you all! [She bows and goes out by the hall door. stands for a moment as though wavering; then he turns and follows her.

[Dropping her folded hands.] Childless. [As though awakening to a resolution.] Then out into the storm alone! My hat! My cloak! [He goes hastily towards the door.