[Embarrassed and hesitating.] How do you do, Nora?
Nora.
[Doubtfully.] How do you do?
Mrs. Linden.
I see you don’t recognise me.[me.]
Nora.
No, I don’t think—oh yes!—I believe——[Suddenly brightening.] What, Christina! Is it really you?
Mrs. Linden.
Yes; really I!
Nora.