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 Nora.

Now I have the courage for it.

Krogstad.

Oh, you don't frighten me! A sensitive, petted creature like you

Nora.

You shall see, you shall see!

Krogstad.

Under the ice, perhaps? Down into the cold, black water? And next spring to come up again, ugly, hairless, unrecognisable

Nora.

You can't terrify me.

Krogstad.

Nor you me. People don't do that sort of thing, Mrs. Helmer. And, after all, what would be the use of it? I have your husband in my pocket, all the same.

Nora.

Afterwards? When I am no longer?

Krogstad.

You forget, your reputation remains in my hands! [Nora stands speechless and looks at him.] Well, now you are prepared. Do nothing foolish. As soon as Helmer has received my letter, I shall expect to hear from him. And remember that it is your husband himself who has forced me back again into such paths. That I will never forgive him. Good-bye, Mrs. Helmer.

[Goes out through the hall. Nora hurries to the door, opens it a little, and listens.