Act III

(THE SAME SCENE.—The table has been placed in the middle of the	1
stage, with chairs around it. A lamp is burning on the table. The
door into the hall stands open. Dance music is heard in the room
above. Mrs. LINDE is sitting at the table idly turning over the
leaves of a book; she tries to read, but does not seem able to	5
collect her thoughts. Every now and then she listens intently for
a sound at the outer door.)

Mrs. Linde (looking at her watch). Not yet—and the time is
nearly up. If only he does not—. (Listens again.) Ah, there he is.
(Goes into the hall and opens the outer door carefully.	10
Light footsteps are heard on the stairs. She whispers.)
Come in. There is no one here.

Krogstad (in the doorway). I found a note from you at home. What

does this mean?

Mrs. Linde. It is absolutely necessary that I should have a talk	15
with you.

Krogstad. Really? And is it absolutely necessary that it should

be here?

Mrs. Linde. It is impossible where I live; there is no private
entrance to my rooms. Come in; we are quite alone. The maid is	20
asleep, and the Helmers are at the dance upstairs.

Krogstad (coming into the room). Are the Helmers really at a

dance tonight?

Mrs. Linde. Yes, why not?

Krogstad. Certainly—why not?	25

Mrs. Linde. Now, Nils, let us have a talk.

Krogstad. Can we two have anything to talk about?

Mrs. Linde. We have a great deal to talk about.

Krogstad. I shouldn't have thought so.

Mrs. Linde. No, you have never properly understood me.	30

Krogstad. Was there anything else to understand except what

was obvious to all the world—a heartless woman jilts a man

when a more lucrative chance turns up?

Mrs. Linde. Do you believe I am as absolutely heartless as
all that? And do you believe that I did it with a light heart?	35

Krogstad. Didn't you?

Mrs. Linde. Nils, did you really think that?

Krogstad. If it were as you say, why did you write to me as you

did at the time?

Mrs. Linde. I could do nothing else. As I had to break with you,	40
it was my duty also to put an end to all that you felt for me.

Krogstad (wringing his hands). So that was it. And all this—only

for the sake of money!

Mrs. Linde. You must not forget that I had a helpless mother and
two little brothers. We couldn't wait for you, Nils; your	45
prospects seemed hopeless then.

Krogstad. That may be so, but you had no right to throw me over

for anyone else's sake.

Mrs. Linde. Indeed I don't know. Many a time did I ask myself if
I had the right to do it.	50

Krogstad (more gently). When I lost you, it was as if all the

solid ground went from under my feet. Look at me now—I am a shipwrecked

man clinging to a bit of wreckage.

Mrs. Linde. But help may be near.

Krogstad. It was near; but then you came and stood in my way.	55

Mrs. Linde. Unintentionally, Nils. It was only today that I

learned it was your place I was going to take in the Bank.

Krogstad. I believe you, if you say so. But now that you know it,

are you not going to give it up to me?

Mrs. Linde. No, because that would not benefit you in the least.	60

Krogstad. Oh, benefit, benefit—I would have done it whether or no.

Mrs. Linde. I have learned to act prudently. Life, and hard, bitter

necessity have taught me that.

Krogstad. And life has taught me not to believe in fine speeches.

Mrs. Linde. Then life has taught you something very reasonable.	65
But deeds you must believe in?

Krogstad. What do you mean by that?

Mrs. Linde. You said you were like a shipwrecked man clinging to

some wreckage.

Krogstad. I had good reason to say so.	70

Mrs. Linde. Well, I am like a shipwrecked woman clinging to some

wreckage—no one to mourn for, no one to care for.

Krogstad. It was your own choice.

Mrs. Linde. There was no other choice—then.

Krogstad. Well, what now?	75

Mrs. Linde. Nils, how would it be if we two shipwrecked people

could join forces?

Krogstad. What are you saying?

Mrs. Linde. Two on the same piece of wreckage would stand a
better chance than each on their own.	80

Krogstad. Christine I...

Mrs. Linde. What do you suppose brought me to town?

Krogstad. Do you mean that you gave me a thought?

Mrs. Linde. I could not endure life without work. All my life, as
long as I can remember, I have worked, and it has been my greatest	85
and only pleasure. But now I am quite alone in the world—my life
is so dreadfully empty and I feel so forsaken. There is not the
least pleasure in working for one's self. Nils, give me someone and
something to work for.

Krogstad. I don't trust that. It is nothing but a woman's	90
overstrained sense of generosity that prompts you to make such an
offer of yourself.

Mrs. Linde. Have you ever noticed anything of the sort in me?

Krogstad. Could you really do it? Tell me—do you know all about
my past life?	95

Mrs. Linde. Yes.

Krogstad. And do you know what they think of me here?

Mrs. Linde. You seemed to me to imply that with me you might have

been quite another man.

Krogstad. I am certain of it.	100

Mrs. Linde. Is it too late now?

Krogstad. Christine, are you saying this deliberately? Yes, I am

sure you are. I see it in your face. Have you really the courage,

then—?

Mrs. Linde. I want to be a mother to someone, and your children	105
need a mother. We two need each other. Nils, I have faith in your
real character—I can dare anything together with you.

Krogstad (grasps her hands). Thanks, thanks, Christine! Now I
shall find a way to clear myself in the eyes of the world. Ah,
but I forgot—	110

Mrs. Linde (listening). Hush! The Tarantella! Go, go!

Krogstad. Why? What is it?

Mrs. Linde. Do you hear them up there? When that is over, we may

expect them back.

Krogstad. Yes, yes—I will go. But it is all no use. Of course	115
you are not aware what steps I have taken in the matter of the
Helmers.

Mrs. Linde. Yes, I know all about that.

Krogstad. And in spite of that have you the courage to—?

Mrs. Linde. I understand very well to what lengths a man like you	120
might be driven by despair.

Krogstad. If I could only undo what I have done!

Mrs. Linde. You cannot. Your letter is lying in the letter-box

now.

Krogstad. Are you sure of that?	125

Mrs. Linde. Quite sure, but—

Krogstad (with a searching look at her). Is that what it all

means?—that you want to save your friend at any cost? Tell me

frankly. Is that it?

Mrs. Linde. Nils, a woman who has once sold herself for another's	130
sake, doesn't do it a second time.

Krogstad. I will ask for my letter back.

Mrs. Linde. No, no.

Krogstad. Yes, of course I will. I will wait here until Helmer
comes; I will tell him he must give me my letter back—that it	135
only concerns my dismissal—that he is not to read it—

Mrs. Linde. No, Nils, you must not recall your letter.

Krogstad. But, tell me, wasn't it for that very purpose that you

asked me to meet you here?

Mrs. Linde. In my first moment of fright, it was. But twenty-four	140
hours have elapsed since then, and in that time I have witnessed
incredible things in this house. Helmer must know all about it.
This unhappy secret must be disclosed; they must have a complete
understanding between them, which is impossible with all this
concealment and falsehood going on.	145

Krogstad. Very well, if you will take the responsibility. But

there is one thing I can do in any case, and I shall do it at

once.

Mrs. Linde (listening). You must be quick and go! The dance is
over; we are not safe a moment longer.	150

Krogstad. I will wait for you below.

Mrs. Linde. Yes, do. You must see me back to my door...

Krogstad. I have never had such an amazing piece of good fortune
in my life! (Goes out through the outer door. The door between
the room and the hall remains open.)	155

Mrs. Linde (tidying up the room and laying her hat and cloak
ready). What a difference! what a difference! Someone to work
for and live for—a home to bring comfort into. That I will do,
indeed. I wish they would be quick and come—(Listens.) Ah, there
they are now. I must put on my things. (Takes up her hat and	160
cloak. HELMER'S and NORA'S voices are heard outside; a key is
turned, and HELMER brings NORA almost by force into the hall. She
is in an Italian costume with a large black shawl around her; he
is in evening dress, and a black domino which is flying open.)

Nora (hanging back in the doorway, and struggling with him). No,	165
no, no!—don't take me in. I want to go upstairs again; I don't
want to leave so early.

Helmer. But, my dearest Nora—

Nora. Please, Torvald dear—please, please—only an hour more.

Helmer. Not a single minute, my sweet Nora. You know that was our	170
agreement. Come along into the room; you are catching cold
standing there. (He brings her gently into the room, in spite of
her resistance.)

Mrs. Linde. Good evening.

Nora. Christine!	175

Helmer. You here, so late, Mrs. Linde?

Mrs. Linde. Yes, you must excuse me; I was so anxious to see Nora

in her dress.

Nora. Have you been sitting here waiting for me?

Mrs. Linde. Yes, unfortunately I came too late, you had already	180
gone upstairs; and I thought I couldn't go away again without
having seen you.

Helmer (taking off NORA'S shawl). Yes, take a good look at her. I

think she is worth looking at. Isn't she charming, Mrs. Linde?

Mrs. Linde. Yes, indeed she is.	185

Helmer. Doesn't she look remarkably pretty? Everyone thought so

at the dance. But she is terribly self-willed, this sweet little

person. What are we to do with her? You will hardly believe that

I had almost to bring her away by force.

Nora. Torvald, you will repent not having let me stay, even if it	190
were only for half an hour.

Helmer. Listen to her, Mrs. Linde! She had danced her Tarantella,
and it had been a tremendous success, as it deserved—although
possibly the performance was a trifle too realistic—a little
more so, I mean, than was strictly compatible with the limitations	195
of art. But never mind about that! The chief thing is, she had made
a success—she had made a tremendous success. Do you think I was going
to let her remain there after that, and spoil the effect? No, indeed!
I took my charming little Capri maiden—my capricious little
Capri maiden, I should say—on my arm; took one quick turn	200
round the room; a curtsey on either side, and, as they say in
novels, the beautiful apparition disappeared. An exit ought always
to be effective, Mrs. Linde; but that is what I cannot make Nora
understand. Pooh! this room is hot. (Throws his domino on a
chair, and opens the door of his room.) Hullo! it's all dark	205
in here. Oh, of course—excuse me—. (He goes in, and lights
some candles.)

Nora (in a hurried and breathless whisper). Well?

Mrs. Linde (in a low voice). I have had a talk with him.

Nora. Yes, and—	210

Mrs. Linde. Nora, you must tell your husband all about it.

Nora (in an expressionless voice). I knew it.

Mrs. Linde. You have nothing to be afraid of as far as Krogstad

is concerned; but you must tell him.

Nora. I won't tell him.	215

Mrs. Linde. Then the letter will.

Nora. Thank you, Christine. Now I know what I must do. Hush—!

Helmer (coming in again). Well, Mrs. Linde, have you admired her?

Mrs. Linde. Yes, and now I will say goodnight.

Helmer. What, already? Is this yours, this knitting?	220

Mrs. Linde (taking it). Yes, thank you, I had very nearly forgotten it.

Helmer. So you knit?

Mrs. Linde. Of course.

Helmer. Do you know, you ought to embroider.

Mrs. Linde. Really? Why?	225

Helmer. Yes, it's far more becoming. Let me show you. You hold

the embroidery thus in your left hand, and use the needle with

the right—like this—with a long, easy sweep. Do you see?

Mrs. Linde. Yes, perhaps—

Helmer. But in the case of knitting—that can never be anything	230
but ungraceful; look here—the arms close together, the knitting-
needles going up and down—it has a sort of Chinese effect—.
That was really excellent champagne they gave us.

Mrs. Linde. Well,—goodnight, Nora, and don't be self-willed any
more.	235

Helmer. That's right, Mrs. Linde.

Mrs. Linde. Goodnight, Mr. Helmer.

Helmer (accompanying her to the door). Goodnight, goodnight. I
hope you will get home all right. I should be very happy to—but
you haven't any great distance to go. Goodnight, goodnight.	240
(She goes out; he shuts the door after her, and comes in again.)
Ah!—at last we have got rid of her. She is a frightful bore,
that woman.

Nora. Aren't you very tired, Torvald?

Helmer. No, not in the least.	245

Nora. Nor sleepy?

Helmer. Not a bit. On the contrary, I feel extraordinarily lively.

And you?—you really look both tired and sleepy.

Nora. Yes, I am very tired. I want to go to sleep at once.

Helmer. There, you see it was quite right of me not to let you	250
stay there any longer.

Nora. Everything you do is quite right, Torvald.

Helmer (kissing her on the forehead). Now my little skylark is
speaking reasonably. Did you notice what good spirits Rank was in
this evening?	255

Nora. Really? Was he? I didn't speak to him at all.

Helmer. And I very little, but I have not for a long time seen
him in such good form. (Looks for a while at her and then goes
nearer to her.) It is delightful to be at home by ourselves again,
to be all alone with you—you fascinating, charming little darling!	260

Nora. Don't look at me like that, Torvald.

Helmer. Why shouldn't I look at my dearest treasure?—at all the

beauty that is mine, all my very own?

Nora (going to the other side of the table). You mustn't say
things like that to me tonight.	265

Helmer (following her). You have still got the Tarantella in your

blood, I see. And it makes you more captivating than ever.

Listen—the guests are beginning to go now. (In a lower voice.)

Nora—soon the whole house will be quiet.

Nora. Yes, I hope so.	270

Helmer. Yes, my own darling Nora. Do you know, when I am out at a
party with you like this, why I speak so little to you, keep away
from you, and only send a stolen glance in your direction now and
then?—do you know why I do that? It is because I make believe to
myself that we are secretly in love, and you are my secretly	275
promised bride, and that no one suspects there is anything between us.

Nora. Yes, yes—I know very well your thoughts are with me all

the time.

Helmer. And when we are leaving, and I am putting the shawl over
your beautiful young shoulders—on your lovely neck—then I imagine	280
that you are my young bride and that we have just come from the
wedding, and I am bringing you for the first time into our
home—to be alone with you for the first time—quite alone with
my shy little darling! All this evening I have longed for nothing
but you. When I watched the seductive figures of the Tarantella,	285
my blood was on fire; I could endure it no longer, and that was
why I brought you down so early—

Nora. Go away, Torvald! You must let me go. I won't—

Helmer. What's that? You're joking, my little Nora! You won't—
you won't? Am I not your husband—? (A knock is heard at the	290
outer door.)

Nora (starting). Did you hear—?

Helmer (going into the hall). Who is it?

Rank (outside). It is I. May I come in for a moment?

Helmer (in a fretful whisper). Oh, what does he want now?	295
(Aloud.) Wait a minute! (Unlocks the door.) Come, that's kind of
you not to pass by our door.

Rank. I thought I heard your voice, and felt as if I should like
to look in. (With a swift glance round.) Ah, yes!—these dear
familiar rooms. You are very happy and cosy in here, you two.	300

Helmer. It seems to me that you looked after yourself pretty well

upstairs too.

Rank. Excellently. Why shouldn't I? Why shouldn't one enjoy
everything in this world?—at any rate as much as one can, and as
long as one can. The wine was capital—	305

Helmer. Especially the champagne.

Rank. So you noticed that too? It is almost incredible how much I

managed to put away!

Nora. Torvald drank a great deal of champagne tonight too.

Rank. Did he?	310

Nora. Yes, and he is always in such good spirits afterwards.

Rank. Well, why should one not enjoy a merry evening after a

well-spent day?

Helmer. Well spent? I am afraid I can't take credit for that.

Rank (clapping him on the back). But I can, you know!	315

Nora. Doctor Rank, you must have been occupied with some

scientific investigation today.

Rank. Exactly.

Helmer. Just listen!—little Nora talking about scientific
investigations!	320

Nora. And may I congratulate you on the result?

Rank. Indeed you may.

Nora. Was it favourable, then?

Rank. The best possible, for both doctor and patient—certainty.

Nora (quickly and searchingly). Certainty?	325

Rank. Absolute certainty. So wasn't I entitled to make a merry

evening of it after that?

Nora. Yes, you certainly were, Doctor Rank. Helmer. I think so

too, so long as you don't have to pay for it in the morning.

Rank. Oh well, one can't have anything in this life without	330
paying for it.

Nora. Doctor Rank—are you fond of fancy-dress balls?

Rank. Yes, if there is a fine lot of pretty costumes.

Nora. Tell me—what shall we two wear at the next?

Helmer. Little featherbrain!—are you thinking of the next	335
already?

Rank. We two? Yes, I can tell you. You shall go as a good fairy—

Helmer. Yes, but what do you suggest as an appropriate costume

for that?

Rank. Let your wife go dressed just as she is in everyday life.	340

Helmer. That was really very prettily turned. But can't you tell

us what you will be?

Rank. Yes, my dear friend, I have quite made up my mind about that.

Helmer. Well?

Rank. At the next fancy-dress ball I shall be invisible.	345

Helmer. That's a good joke!

Rank. There is a big black hat—have you never heard of hats that

make you invisible? If you put one on, no one can see you.

Helmer (suppressing a smile). Yes, you are quite right.

Rank. But I am clean forgetting what I came for. Helmer, give me	350
a cigar—one of the dark Havanas.

Helmer. With the greatest pleasure. (Offers him his case.)

Rank (takes a cigar and cuts off the end). Thanks.

Nora (striking a match). Let me give you a light.

Rank. Thank you. (She holds the match for him to light his	355
cigar.) And now goodbye!

Helmer. Goodbye, goodbye, dear old man!

Nora. Sleep well, Doctor Rank.

Rank. Thank you for that wish.

Nora. Wish me the same.	360

Rank. You? Well, if you want me to sleep well! And thanks for the

light. (He nods to them both and goes out.)

Helmer (in a subdued voice). He has drunk more than he ought.

Nora (absently). Maybe. (HELMER takes a bunch of keys out of his
pocket and goes into the hall.) Torvald! what are you going to do	365
there?

Helmer. Emptying the letter-box; it is quite full; there will be no

room to put the newspaper in tomorrow morning.

Nora. Are you going to work tonight?

Helmer. You know quite well I'm not. What is this? Someone has	370
been at the lock.

Nora. At the lock—?

Helmer. Yes, someone has. What can it mean? I should never have
thought the maid—. Here is a broken hairpin. Nora, it is one of
yours.	375

Nora (quickly). Then it must have been the children—

Helmer. Then you must get them out of those ways. There, at last
I have got it open. (Takes out the contents of the letter-box,
and calls to the kitchen.) Helen!—Helen, put out the light over
the front door. (Goes back into the room and shuts the door into	380
the hall. He holds out his hand full of letters.) Look at that—
look what a heap of them there are. (Turning them over.) What on
earth is that?

Nora (at the window). The letter—No! Torvald, no!

Helmer. Two cards—of Rank's.	385

Nora. Of Doctor Rank's?

Helmer (looking at them). Doctor Rank. They were on the top. He

must have put them in when he went out.

Nora. Is there anything written on them?

Helmer. There is a black cross over the name. Look there—what an	390
uncomfortable idea! It looks as if he were announcing his own death.

Nora. It is just what he is doing.

Helmer. What? Do you know anything about it? Has he said anything

to you?

Nora. Yes. He told me that when the cards came it would be his	395
leave-taking from us. He means to shut himself up and die.

Helmer. My poor old friend! Certainly I knew we should not have

him very long with us. But so soon! And so he hides himself away

like a wounded animal.

Nora. If it has to happen, it is best it should be without a	400
word—don't you think so, Torvald?

Helmer (walking up and down). He had so grown into our lives. I
can't think of him as having gone out of them. He, with his
sufferings and his loneliness, was like a cloudy background to
our sunlit happiness. Well, perhaps it is best so. For him,	405
anyway. (Standing still.) And perhaps for us too, Nora. We
two are thrown quite upon each other now. (Puts his arms round
her.) My darling wife, I don't feel as if I could hold you tight
enough. Do you know, Nora, I have often wished that you might be
threatened by some great danger, so that I might risk my life's	410
blood, and everything, for your sake.

Nora (disengages herself, and says firmly and decidedly). Now you

must read your letters, Torvald.

Helmer. No, no; not tonight. I want to be with you, my darling wife.

Nora. With the thought of your friend's death—	415

Helmer. You are right, it has affected us both. Something ugly

has come between us—the thought of the horrors of death.

We must try and rid our minds of that. Until then—we will

each go to our own room.

Nora (hanging on his neck). Goodnight, Torvald—Goodnight!	420

Helmer (kissing her on the forehead). Goodnight, my little

singing-bird. Sleep sound, Nora. Now I will read my letters

through. (He takes his letters and goes into his room, shutting

the door after him.)

Nora (gropes distractedly about, seizes HELMER'S domino, throws	425
it round her, while she says in quick, hoarse, spasmodic
whispers). Never to see him again. Never! Never! (Puts her shawl
over her head.) Never to see my children again either—never
again. Never! Never!—Ah! the icy, black water—the unfathomable
depths—If only it were over! He has got it now—now he is reading	430
it. Goodbye, Torvald and my children! (She is about to rush out
through the hall, when HELMER opens his door hurriedly and stands
with an open letter in his hand.)

Helmer. Nora!

Nora. Ah!—Helmer. What is this? Do you know what is in this letter?	435

Nora. Yes, I know. Let me go! Let me get out!

Helmer (holding her back). Where are you going?

Nora (trying to get free). You shan't save me, Torvald!

Helmer (reeling). True? Is this true, that I read here? Horrible!
No, no—it is impossible that it can be true.	440

Nora. It is true. I have loved you above everything else in the world.

Helmer. Oh, don't let us have any silly excuses.

Nora (taking a step towards him). Torvald—!

Helmer. Miserable creature—what have you done?

Nora. Let me go. You shall not suffer for my sake. You shall not	445
take it upon yourself.

Helmer. No tragic airs, please. (Locks the hall door.) Here you

shall stay and give me an explanation. Do you understand what you

have done? Answer me! Do you understand what you have done?

Nora (looks steadily at him and says with a growing look of	450
coldness in her face). Yes, now I am beginning to understand
thoroughly.

Helmer (walking about the room). What a horrible awakening! All
these eight years—she who was my joy and pride—a hypocrite, a
liar—worse, worse—a criminal! The unutterable ugliness of it	455
all!—For shame! For shame! (NORA is silent and looks steadily at
him. He stops in front of her.) I ought to have suspected that
something of the sort would happen. I ought to have foreseen it.
All your father's want of principle—be silent!—all your father's
want of principle has come out in you. No religion, no morality,	460
no sense of duty—. How I am punished for having winked at what he did!
I did it for your sake, and this is how you repay me.

Nora. Yes, that's just it.

Helmer. Now you have destroyed all my happiness. You have ruined
all my future. It is horrible to think of! I am in the power of	465
an unscrupulous man; he can do what he likes with me, ask anything
he likes of me, give me any orders he pleases—I dare not refuse.
And I must sink to such miserable depths because of a thoughtless woman!

Nora. When I am out of the way, you will be free.

Helmer. No fine speeches, please. Your father had always plenty	470
of those ready, too. What good would it be to me if you were out
of the way, as you say? Not the slightest. He can make the affair
known everywhere; and if he does, I may be falsely suspected of
having been a party to your criminal action. Very likely people
will think I was behind it all—that it was I who prompted you!	475
And I have to thank you for all this—you whom I have cherished
during the whole of our married life. Do you understand now what
it is you have done for me?

Nora (coldly and quietly). Yes.

Helmer. It is so incredible that I can't take it in. But we must	480
come to some understanding. Take off that shawl. Take it off, I
tell you. I must try and appease him some way or another. The
matter must be hushed up at any cost. And as for you and me, it
must appear as if everything between us were just as before—but
naturally only in the eyes of the world. You will still remain in	485
my house, that is a matter of course. But I shall not allow you
to bring up the children; I dare not trust them to you. To think
that I should be obliged to say so to one whom I have loved so
dearly, and whom I still—. No, that is all over. From this moment
happiness is not the question; all that concerns us is to save the	490
remains, the fragments, the appearance—

(A ring is heard at the front-door bell.)

Helmer (with a start). What is that? So late! Can the worst—?

Can he—? Hide yourself, Nora. Say you are ill.

(NORA stands motionless. HELMER goes and unlocks the hall door.)	495

Maid (half-dressed, comes to the door). A letter for the mistress.

Helmer. Give it to me. (Takes the letter, and shuts the door.)

Yes, it is from him. You shall not have it; I will read it myself.

Nora. Yes, read it.

Helmer (standing by the lamp). I scarcely have the courage to do	500
it. It may mean ruin for both of us. No, I must know. (Tears open
the letter, runs his eye over a few lines, looks at a paper
enclosed, and gives a shout of joy.) Nora! (She looks at him
questioningly.) Nora!—No, I must read it once again—. Yes, it
is true! I am saved! Nora, I am saved!	505

Nora. And I?

Helmer. You too, of course; we are both saved, both you and I.
Look, he sends you your bond back. He says he regrets and repents—
that a happy change in his life—never mind what he says! We
are saved, Nora! No one can do anything to you. Oh, Nora,	510
Nora!—no, first I must destroy these hateful things. Let
me see—. (Takes a look at the bond.) No, no, I won't look
at it. The whole thing shall be nothing but a bad dream to
me. (Tears up the bond and both letters, throws them all
into the stove, and watches them burn.) There—now it doesn't	515
exist any longer. He says that since Christmas Eve you—.
These must have been three dreadful days for you, Nora.

Nora. I have fought a hard fight these three days.

Helmer. And suffered agonies, and seen no way out but—. No, we
won't call any of the horrors to mind. We will only shout with	520
joy, and keep saying, "It's all over! It's all over!" Listen to
me, Nora. You don't seem to realise that it is all over. What is
this?—such a cold, set face! My poor little Nora, I quite
understand; you don't feel as if you could believe that I have
forgiven you. But it is true, Nora, I swear it; I have forgiven	525
you everything. I know that what you did, you did out of love for me.

Nora. That is true.

Helmer. You have loved me as a wife ought to love her husband. Only
you had not sufficient knowledge to judge of the means you used. But
do you suppose you are any the less dear to me, because you don't	530
understand how to act on your own responsibility? No, no; only lean
on me; I will advise you and direct you. I should not be a man if
this womanly helplessness did not just give you a double
attractiveness in my eyes. You must not think anymore about the
hard things I said in my first moment of consternation, when	535
I thought everything was going to overwhelm me. I have forgiven
you, Nora; I swear to you I have forgiven you.

Nora. Thank you for your forgiveness. (She goes out through the

door to the right.)

Helmer. No, don't go—. (Looks in.) What are you doing in there?	540

Nora (from within). Taking off my fancy dress.

Helmer (standing at the open door). Yes, do. Try and calm yourself,
and make your mind easy again, my frightened little singing-bird. Be
at rest, and feel secure; I have broad wings to shelter you under.
(Walks up and down by the door.) How warm and cosy our home is,	545
Nora. Here is shelter for you; here I will protect you like a
hunted dove that I have saved from a hawk's claws; I will bring
peace to your poor beating heart. It will come, little by little,
Nora, believe me. Tomorrow morning you will look upon it all quite
differently; soon everything will be just as it was before.	550
Very soon you won't need me to assure you that I have forgiven
you; you will yourself feel the certainty that I have done so.
Can you suppose I should ever think of such a thing as
repudiating you, or even reproaching you? You have no
idea what a true man's heart is like, Nora. There is something so	555
indescribably sweet and satisfying, to a man, in the knowledge
that he has forgiven his wife—forgiven her freely, and with all
his heart. It seems as if that had made her, as it were, doubly
his own; he has given her a new life, so to speak; and she has
in a way become both wife and child to him. So you shall be for	560
me after this, my little scared, helpless darling. Have no
anxiety about anything, Nora; only be frank and open with me,
and I will serve as will and conscience both to you—. What
is this? Not gone to bed? Have you changed your things?

Nora (in everyday dress). Yes, Torvald, I have changed my things now.	565

Helmer. But what for?—so late as this.

Nora. I shall not sleep tonight.

Helmer. But, my dear Nora—

Nora (looking at her watch). It is not so very late. Sit down
here, Torvald. You and I have much to say to one another. (She	570
sits down at one side of the table.)

Helmer. Nora—what is this?—this cold, set face? Nora. Sit down.

It will take some time; I have a lot to talk over with you.

Helmer (sits down at the opposite side of the table). You alarm
me, Nora!—and I don't understand you.	575

Nora. No, that is just it. You don't understand me, and I have

never understood you either—before tonight. No, you mustn't

interrupt me. You must simply listen to what I say. Torvald,

this is a settling of accounts.

Helmer. What do you mean by that?	580

Nora (after a short silence). Isn't there one thing that strikes

you as strange in our sitting here like this?

Helmer. What is that?

Nora. We have been married now eight years. Does it not occur
to you that this is the first time we two, you and I, husband	585
and wife, have had a serious conversation?

Helmer. What do you mean by serious?

Nora. In all these eight years—longer than that—from the very
beginning of our acquaintance, we have never exchanged a word on
any serious subject.	590

Helmer. Was it likely that I would be continually and forever

telling you about worries that you could not help me to bear?

Nora. I am not speaking about business matters. I say that we
have never sat down in earnest together to try and get at the
bottom of anything.	595

Helmer. But, dearest Nora, would it have been any good to you?

Nora. That is just it; you have never understood me. I have been

greatly wronged, Torvald—first by papa and then by you.

Helmer. What! By us two—by us two, who have loved you better
than anyone else in the world?	600

Nora (shaking her head). You have never loved me. You have only

thought it pleasant to be in love with me.

Helmer. Nora, what do I hear you saying?

Nora. It is perfectly true, Torvald. When I was at home with
papa, he told me his opinion about everything, and so I	605
had the same opinions; and if I differed from him I
concealed the fact, because he would not have liked it.
He called me his doll-child, and he played with me just
as I used to play with my dolls. And when I came to
live with you—	610

Helmer. What sort of an expression is that to use about our marriage?

Nora (undisturbed). I mean that I was simply transferred from
papa's hands into yours. You arranged everything according to
your own taste, and so I got the same tastes as your else I
pretended to, I am really not quite sure which—I think	615
sometimes the one and sometimes the other. When I look back
on it, it seems to me as if I had been living here like a
poor woman—just from hand to mouth. I have existed merely
to perform tricks for you, Torvald. But you would have it
so. You and papa have committed a great sin against me.	620
It is your fault that I have made nothing of my life.

Helmer. How unreasonable and how ungrateful you are, Nora! Have

you not been happy here?

Nora. No, I have never been happy. I thought I was, but it has
never really been so.	625

Helmer. Not—not happy!

Nora. No, only merry. And you have always been so kind to me.
But our home has been nothing but a playroom. I have been
your doll-wife, just as at home I was papa's doll-child; and
here the children have been my dolls. I thought it great fun	630
when you played with me, just as they thought it great fun
when I played with them. That is what our marriage has been, Torvald.

Helmer. There is some truth in what you say—exaggerated and
strained as your view of it is. But for the future it shall be
different. Playtime shall be over, and lesson-time shall begin.	635

Nora. Whose lessons? Mine, or the children's?

Helmer. Both yours and the children's, my darling Nora.

Nora. Alas, Torvald, you are not the man to educate me into being

a proper wife for you.

Helmer. And you can say that!	640

Nora. And I—how am I fitted to bring up the children?

Helmer. Nora!

Nora. Didn't you say so yourself a little while ago—that you

dare not trust me to bring them up?