MRS. LINDE.
Indeed, I don't look down on any one. But it is true that I am both proud and glad to think that I was privileged to make the end of my mother's life almost free from care.
NORA.
And you are proud to think of what you have done for your brothers.
MRS. LINDE.
I think I have the right to be.
NORA.
I think so, too. But now, listen to this; I too have something to be proud and glad of.
MRS. LINDE.
I have no doubt you have. But what do you refer to?
NORA.
Speak low. Suppose Torvald were to hear! He mustn't on any account — no one in the world must know, Christine, except you.
MRS. LINDE.
But what is it?
NORA.
Come here. (Pulls her down on the sofa beside her.) Now I will show you that I too have something to be proud and glad of. It was I who saved Torvald's life.
MRS. LINDE.
"Saved"? How?
NORA.
I told you about our trip to Italy. Torvald would never have recovered if he had not gone there —
MRS. LINDE.
Yes, but your father gave you the necessary funds.
NORA.
(smiling). Yes, that is what Torvald and all the others think, but —
MRS. LINDE.
But. —
