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RANK [Softly, as they go.] There’s nothing in the wind? Nothing-I mean-? HELMER Oh no, nothing of the kind. It’s merely this babyish anxiety I was telling you about. [They go out to the right. NORA Well? MRS. LINDEN He’s gone out of town. NORA I saw it in your face. MRS. LINDEN He comes back to-morrow evening. I left a note for him. NORA You shouldn’t have done that. Things must take their course. After all, there’s something glorious in waiting for the miracle. MRS. LINDEN What is it you’re waiting for? NORA Oh, you can’t understand. Go to them in the dining-room; I shall come in a moment. [MRS. LINDEN goes into the dining-room. NORA stands for a moment as though collecting her thoughts; then looks at her watch. NORA Seven hours till midnight. Then twenty-four hours till the next midnight. Then the tarantella will be over. Twenty-four and seven? Thirty-one hours to live. HELMER appears at the door, right. HELMER What has become of my little lark? NORA [Runs to him with open arms.] Here she is! |