No, no, don’t do that, Torvald.

Helmer.

Why not?

Nora.

Torvald, I beg you not to. There are none there.

Helmer.

Let me just see. [Is going.

[Nora, at the piano, plays the first bars of the tarantella.

Helmer.

[At the door, stops.] Aha!