Nora. Yes; and, just think of it, I couldn‘t go and nurse him. I was expecting little Ivar‘s birth every day and I had my poor sick Torvald to look after. My dear, kind father--I never saw him again, Christine. That was the saddest time I have known since our marriage. - P15
Mrs Linde. No, indeed; I only feel my life unspeakably empty. No one to live for anymore. [Gets up restlessly.] That was why I could not stand the life in my little backwater any longer. I hope it may be easier here to find something which will busy me and occupy my thoughts. If only I could have the good luck to get some regular work--office work of some kind-- - P17
Nora. But, Christine, that is so frightfully tiring, and you look tired out now. You had far better go away to some watering-place. - P17
Mrs Linde. No, a wife cannot borrow without her husband‘s consent.
Nora [tossing her head]. Oh, if it is a wife who has any head for business--a wife who has the wit to be a little bit clever-- - P20
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