Krogstad.
I am wildly happy! Engaged to the female cashier of the manager who has discharged me, our future is bright and secure!
[He goes out; and Mrs. Linden sets the furniture straight; presently a noise is heard outside, and Helmer enters, dragging Nora in. She is in fancy dress, and he in an open black domino.
Nora.
I shan't! It's too early to come away from such a nice party. I won't go to bed!
[She whimpers.
Helmer.
[Tenderly.] There'sh a naughty lil' larkie for you, Mrs. Linen! Poshtively had to drag her 'way! She'sh a capricious lil' girl—from Capri. 'Scuse me!—'fraid I've been and made a pun. Shan' 'cur again! Shplendid champagne the Consul gave us—'counts for it! [Sits down smiling.] Do you knit, Mrs. Cotton?... You shouldn't. Never knit. 'Broider. [Nodding to her, solemnly.] 'Member that. Alwaysh 'broider. More—[hiccoughing]—Oriental! Gobblesh you!—goo'ni!
Mrs. Linden.
I only came in to—to see Nora's costume. Now I've seen it, I'll go.