I haven’t an idea; I only gathered that it was some bank business.
Nora.
I didn’t know that Krog—that this Mr. Krogstad had anything to do with the Bank?
Rank.
Yes. He has got some sort of place there. [To Mrs. Linden.] I don’t know whether, in your part of the country, you have people who go grubbing and sniffing around in search of moral rottenness—and then, when they have found a “case,” don’t rest till they have got their man into some good position, where they can keep a watch upon him. Men with a clean bill of health they leave out in the cold.
Mrs. Linden.
Well, I suppose the—delicate characters require most care.
Rank.
[Shrugs his shoulders.] There we have it! It’s that notion that makes society a hospital.
[Nora, deep in her own thoughts, breaks into half-stifled laughter and claps her hands.