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, hu! Aha!
Mrs. Linde. Because you couldn't have borrowed it.