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Nora.

What do you want?

Krogstad.

A little information.

Nora.

Be quick, then. What is it?

Krogstad.

You know I have got my dismissal.

Nora.

I couldn't prevent it, Mr. Krogstad. I fought for you to the last, but it was of no use.

Krogstad.

Does your husband care for you so little? He knows what I can bring upon you, and yet he dares——

Nora.

How could you think I should tell him?

Krogstad.

Well, as a matter of fact, I didn't think it. It wasn't like my friend Torvald Helmer to show so much courage——

Nora.

Mr. Krogstad, be good enough to speak respectfully of my husband.

Krogstad.

Certainly, with all due respect. But since you are so anxious to keep the matter secret, I suppose you are a little clearer than yesterday as to what you have done.