Nora.
[Sadly.] Oh!
Rank.
I have sworn that you shall know it before I—go. I shall never find a better opportunity.—Yes, Nora, now I have told you; and now you know that you can trust me as you can no one else.
Nora.
[Standing up; simply and calmly.] Let me pass, please.
Rank.
[Makes way for her, but remains sitting.] Nora——
Nora.
[In the doorway.] Ellen, bring the lamp. [Crosses to the stove.] Oh dear, Doctor Rank, that was too bad of you.