Nora.
For shame! How can you say so? Why, I save as much as ever I can.
Helmer.
[Laughing.] Very true—as much as you can—but that’s precisely nothing.
Nora.
[Hums and smiles with covert glee.] H’m! If you only knew, Torvald, what expenses we larks and squirrels have.
Helmer.
You’re a strange little being! Just like your father—always on the look-out for all the money you can lay your hands on; but the moment you have it, it seems to slip through your fingers; you never know what becomes of it. Well, one must take you as you are. It’s in the blood. Yes, Nora, that sort of thing is hereditary.
Nora.
I wish I had inherited many of papa’s qualities.