Helmer.
There, you see. I was right after all not to let you stay longer.
Nora.
Oh, everything you do is right.
Helmer.
[Kissing her forehead.] Now my lark is speaking like a reasonable being. Did you notice how jolly Rank was this evening?
Nora.
Indeed? Was he? I had no chance of speaking to him.
Helmer.
Nor I, much; but I haven’t seen him in such good spirits for a long time. [Looks at Nora a little, then comes nearer her.] It’s splendid to be back in our own home, to be quite alone together!—Oh, you enchanting creature!