Helmer.
But I will believe. Tell me! We must so change that——?
Nora.
That communion between us shall be a marriage. Good-bye.
[She goes out by the hall door.
Helmer.
[Sinks into a chair by the door with his face in his hands.] Nora! Nora! [He looks round and rises.] Empty. She is gone. [A hope springs up in him.] Ah! The miracle of miracles——?!
[From below is heard the reverberation of a heavy door closing.
THE END