NORA.
I shall not sleep tonight.
HELMER.
But, my dear Nora—
NORA.
[looking at her watch]. It is not so very late. Sit down here, Torvald. You and I have much to say to one another. [She sits down at one side of the table.]
HELMER.
Nora—what is this?—this cold, set face?
NORA.
Sit down. It will take some time; I have a lot to talk over with you.
HELMER.
[sits down at the opposite side of the table]. You alarm me, Nora!—and I don’t understand you.
NORA.
No, that is just it. You don’t understand me, and I have never understood you either—before tonight. No, you mustn’t interrupt me. You must simply listen to what I say. Torvald, this is a settling of accounts.
HELMER.
What do you mean by that?
NORA.
[after a short silence]. Isn’t there one thing that strikes you as strange in our sitting here like this?
HELMER.
What is that?