KROGSTAD.
(at the door). It is I, Mrs. Helmer. (Mrs. LINDE starts, trembles, and turns to the window.)
NORA.
(takes a step towards him, and speaks in a strained low voice). You? What is it? What do you want to see my husband about?
KROGSTAD.
Bank business — in a way. I have a small post in the Bank, and I hear your husband is to be our chief now —
NORA.
Then it is —
KROGSTAD.
Nothing but dry business matters, Mrs. Helmers; absolutely nothing else.
NORA.
Be so good as to go into the study then. (She bows indifferently to him and shuts the door into the hall; then comes back and makes up the fire in the stove.)
MRS. LINDE.
Nora — who was that man?
NORA.
A lawyer, of the name of Krogstad.
MRS. LINDE.
Then it really was he.
NORA.
Do you know the man?
MRS. LINDE.
I used to — many years ago. At one time he was a solicitor's clerk in our town.
NORA.
Yes, he was.
MRS. LINDE.
He is greatly altered.
NORA.
He made a very unhappy marriage.
