NORA.
[faintly]. No more had I.
KROGSTAD.
[in a tone of relief]. No, that’s it, isn’t it—you hadn’t the courage either?
NORA.
No, I haven’t—I haven’t.
KROGSTAD.
Besides, it would have been a great piece of folly. Once the first storm at home is over—. I have a letter for your husband in my pocket.
NORA.
Telling him everything?
KROGSTAD.
In as lenient a manner as I possibly could.
NORA.
[quickly]. He mustn’t get the letter. Tear it up. I will find some means of getting money.
KROGSTAD.
Excuse me, Mrs Helmer, but I think I told you just now—
NORA.
I am not speaking of what I owe you. Tell me what sum you are asking my husband for, and I will get the money.
KROGSTAD.
I am not asking your husband for a penny.