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 Nora.

Clearer than you could ever make me.

Krogstad.

Yes, such a bad lawyer as I

Nora.

What is it you want?

Krogstad.

Only to see how you are getting on, Mrs. Helmer. I've been thinking about you all day. Even a mere money-lender, a gutter-journalist, a—in short, a creature like me—has a little bit of what people call feeling.

Nora.

Then show it; think of my little children.

Krogstad.

Did you and your husband think of mine? But enough of that. I only wanted to tell you that you needn't take this matter too seriously. I shall not lodge any information, for the present.

Nora.

No, surely not. I knew you wouldn't.

Krogstad.

The whole thing can be settled quite amicably. Nobody need know. It can remain among us three.

Nora.

My husband must never know.

Krogstad.

How can you prevent it? Can you pay off the balance?