and that they say so in books. But henceforth I can't be satisfied with what most people say, and what is in books. I must think things out for myself, and try to get clear about them.
Helmer.
Are you not clear about your place in your own home? Have you not an infallible guide in questions like these? Have you not religion?
Nora.
Oh, Torvald, I don't really know what religion is.
Helmer.
What do you mean?
Nora.
I know nothing but what Pastor Hansen told me when I was confirmed. He explained that religion was this and that. When I get away from all this and stand alone, I will look into that matter too. I will see whether what he taught me is right, or, at any rate, whether it is right for me.
Helmer.
Oh, this is unheard of! And from so young a woman! But if religion cannot keep you right, let me appeal to your conscience—for I suppose you have some moral feeling? Or, answer me: perhaps you have none?
Nora.
Well, Torvald, it's not easy to say. I really don't know—I am all at sea about these things. I only know that I think quite differently from
