Mrs. Linde (rising). There is the bell; perhaps I had better go.
Nora. No, don't go; no one will come in here; it is sure to be for Torvald.
Servant (at the hall door). Excuse me, ma'am—there is a gentleman to see the master, and as the doctor is with him—
Nora. Who is it?
Krogstad (at the door). It is I, Mrs. Helmer. (Mrs. LINDE starts, trembles, and turns to the window.)
Nora (takes a step towards him, and speaks in a strained low voice). You? What is it? What do you want to see my husband about?
Krogstad. Bank business—in a way. I have a small post in the Bank, and I hear your husband is to be our chief now—
Nora. Then it is—
Krogstad. Nothing but dry business matters, Mrs. Helmers; absolutely nothing else.