[Opens Helmer’s door and peeps in.] Torvald!
Helmer.
Well, may one come into one’s own room again at last? Come, Rank, we’ll have a look—— [In the doorway.] But how’s this?
Nora.
What, Torvald dear?
Helmer.
Rank led me to expect a grand transformation.
Rank.
[In the doorway.] So I understood. I suppose I was mistaken.
Nora.