HELMER.
You can depend on me.
NORA.
You must not think of anything but me, either today or tomorrow; you mustn’t open a single letter—not even open the letter-box—
HELMER.
Ah, you are still afraid of that fellow—
NORA.
Yes, indeed I am.
HELMER.
Nora, I can tell from your looks that there is a letter from him lying there.
NORA.
I don’t know; I think there is; but you must not read anything of that kind now. Nothing horrid must come between us until this is all over.
RANK.
[whispers to HELMER]. You mustn’t contradict her.
HELMER.
[taking her in his arms]. The child shall have her way. But tomorrow night, after you have danced—
NORA.
Then you will be free. [The MAID appears in the doorway to the right.]
MAID.
Dinner is served, ma’am.