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John Gabriel Borkman

Creator: Ibsen, Henrik, 1828-1906
Translator: Archer, William, 1856-1924
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[Indignantly.] I! After all the wrong he has done me! No thank you! Rather let the wolf go on prowling up there. ELLA RENTHEIM. This room is too hot for me. You must let me take off my things after all. MRS. BORKMAN. Yes, I asked you to. [ELLA RENTHEIM takes off her hat and cloak and lays them on a chair beside the door leading to the hall. ELLA RENTHEIM. Do you never happen to meet him, away from home? MRS. BORKMAN. [With a bitter laugh.] In society, do you mean? ELLA RENTHEIM. I mean, when he goes out walking. In the woods, or---- MRS. BORKMAN. He never goes out.


Book 06 Joshua 001:001 Now it happened after the death of Moses the servant of Yahweh, that Yahweh spoke to Joshua the son of Nun, Moses' servant, saying, 001:002 Moses my servant is dead; now therefore arise, go over this Jordan, you, and all this people, to the land which I give to them, even to the children of Israel. 001:003 I have given you every place that the sole of your foot will tread on, as I told Moses. 001:004 From the wilderness, and this Lebanon, even to the great river, the river Euphrates, all the land of the Hittites, and to the great sea toward the going down of the sun, shall be your border. 001:005 No man will be able to stand before you all the days of your life. As I was with Moses, so I will be with you. I will not fail you nor forsake you. 001:006 Be strong and of good courage; for you shall cause this people to inherit the land which I swore to their fathers to give them. 001:007 Only be strong and very courageous, to observe to do according to all the law, which Moses my servant commanded you. Don't turn from it to the right hand or to the left,
ELLA RENTHEIM. Not even in the twilight? MRS. BORKMAN. Never. ELLA RENTHEIM. [With emotion.] He cannot bring himself to go out? MRS. BORKMAN. I suppose not. He has his great cloak and his hat hanging in the cupboard--the cupboard in the hall, you know---- ELLA RENTHEIM. [To herself.] The cupboard we used to hide in when we were little. MRS. BORKMAN. [Nods.] And now and then--late in the evening--I can hear him come down as though to go out. But he always stops when he is halfway downstairs, and turns back--straight back to the gallery. ELLA RENTHEIM. [Quietly.] Do none of his old friends ever come up to see him? MRS. BORKMAN.