Rank.
Yes. Does that frighten you?
Nora.
I think it’s an odd expression. Do you expect anything to happen?
Rank.
Something I have long been prepared for; but I didn’t think it would come so soon.
Nora.
[Catching at his arm.] What have you discovered? Doctor Rank, you must tell me!
Rank.
[Sitting down by the stove.] I am running down hill. There’s no help for it.