was like the first step up for me--and now your husband is going
to kick me downstairs again into the mud.

Nora. But you must believe me, Mr. Krogstad; it is not in my
power to help you at all.

Krogstad. Then it is because you haven't the will; but I have
means to compel you.

Nora. You don't mean that you will tell my husband that I owe you
money?

Krogstad. Hm!--suppose I were to tell him?

Nora. It would be perfectly infamous of you. (Sobbing.) To think
of his learning my secret, which has been my joy and pride, in
such an ugly, clumsy way--that he should learn it from you! And
it would put me in a horribly disagreeable position--

Krogstad. Only disagreeable?

Nora (impetuously). Well, do it, then!--and it will be the worse
for you. My husband will see for himself what a blackguard you
are, and you certainly won't keep your post then.

Krogstad. I asked you if it was only a disagreeable scene at home
that you were afraid of?

Nora. If my husband does get to know of it, of course he will at
once pay you what is still owing, and we shall have nothing more