Nora.
No more do I—that is what I have got to find out. If I had been properly educated, I should have known better than to date poor papa's signature three days after he died. Now I must educate myself. I have to gain experience, and get clear about religion, and law, and things, and whether Society is right or I am—and I must go away and never come back any more till I am educated!
Helmer.
Then you may be away some little time? And what's to become of me and the eggs meanwhile?
Nora.
That, Torvald, is entirely your own affair. I have a higher duty than that towards you and the eggs. [Looking solemnly upward.] I mean my duty towards Myself!
Helmer.
And all this because—in a momentary annoyance at finding myself in the power of a discharged cashier who calls me "I say, Torvald," I expressed myself with ultra-Gilbertian frankness! You talk like a silly child!
Nora.
Because my eyes are opened, and I see my position with the eyes of Ibsen. I must go away at once, and begin to educate myself.