Rank.
Oh, you’ll easily get over the loss. The absent are soon forgotten.
Nora.
[Looks at him anxiously.] Do you think so?
Rank.
People make fresh ties, and then——
Nora.
Who make fresh ties?
Rank.
You and Helmer will, when I am gone. You yourself are taking time by the forelock, it seems to me. What was that Mrs. Linden doing here yesterday?