NORA.
[smiling]. Yes, that is what Torvald and all the others think, but—
MRS LINDE.
But—
NORA.
Papa didn’t give us a shilling. It was I who procured the money.
MRS LINDE.
You? All that large sum?
NORA.
Two hundred and fifty pounds. What do you think of that?
MRS LINDE.
But, Nora, how could you possibly do it? Did you win a prize in the Lottery?
NORA.
[contemptuously]. In the Lottery? There would have been no credit in that.
MRS LINDE.
But where did you get it from, then? Nora [humming and smiling with an air of mystery]. Hm, hm! Aha!
MRS LINDE.
Because you couldn’t have borrowed it.
NORA.
Couldn’t I? Why not?