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 Nora.

How did you know what I had in my mind?

Krogstad.

Most of us think of that at first. I thought of it, too; but I hadn't the courage

Nora.

[Tonelessly.] Nor I.

Krogstad.

[Relieved.] No, one hasn't. You haven't the courage either, have you?

Nora.

I haven't, I haven't.

Krogstad.

Besides, it would be very foolish.—Just one domestic storm, and it's all over. I have a letter in my pocket for your husband

Nora.

Telling him everything?

Krogstad.

Sparing you as much as possible.

Nora.

[Quickly.] He must never read that letter. Tear it up. I will manage to get the money somehow

Krogstad.

Pardon me, Mrs. Helmer, but I believe I told you

Nora.

Oh, I'm not talking about the money I owe you.