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[Laughing inwardly.] Do you know who were in that sledge, Vilhelm?

No, how could I see? It was a covered sledge, and the curtains were down. And the driver didn't stop a moment after he had sent me spinning. But it doesn't matter a bit, for [With an outburst.] Oh, I am so happy, so happy!

Happy?

Well, I don't exactly know what to call it. But I think happy is the nearest word. For something so wonderful has happened! And that is why I couldn't help—I had to come out and share my happiness with you, John Gabriel.

[Harshly.] Well, share away then!

Oh, but first take your friend indoors with you, Borkman.

[Sternly.] I have told you I will not go into the house.

But don't you hear, he has been run over!