helmer

More, I have been blackmailing Mrs. Helmer by trading on her fears, like a low cowardly cur.

On condition, I suppose, that I suppress the letter denouncing Mrs. Helmer?

Helmer, displeased at her going away, comes to fetch her back.

But Torvald Helmer is sane enough still to recognise his own little squirrel again!

At the back, a door to the right leads to the entrance-hall, another to the left leads to Helmer's study.