Nora.
And can tear it into a hundred thousand pieces, and burn it up, the nasty, filthy thing!
Mrs. Linden.
[Looks at her fixedly, lays down her work, and rises slowly.] Nora, you are hiding something from me.
Nora.
Can you see it in my face?
Mrs. Linden.
Something has happened since yesterday morning. Nora, what is it?
Nora.
[Going towards her.] Christina——! [Listens.] Hush! There’s Torvald coming home. Do you mind going into the nursery for the present? Torvald can’t bear to see dressmaking going on. Get Anna to help you.