Helmer.
Come come; we can’t afford to squander money.
Nora.
Oh yes, Torvald, do let us squander a little, now—just the least little bit! You know you’ll soon be earning heaps of money.
Helmer.
Yes, from New Year’s Day. But there’s a whole quarter before my first salary is due.
Nora.
Never mind; we can borrow in the meantime.
Helmer.
Nora! [He goes up to her and takes her playfully by the ear.] Still my little featherbrain! Supposing I borrowed a thousand crowns to-day, and you made ducks and drakes of them during Christmas week, and then on New Year’s Eve a tile blew off the roof and knocked my brains out——