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RANK [Softly, as they go.] Thereís nothing in the wind? Nothing-I mean-? HELMER
Oh no, nothing of the kind. Itís merely this babyish anxiety I was telling you about.
[They go out to the right.
NORA Well? MRS. LINDEN Heís gone out of town.
NORA I saw it in your face.
MRS. LINDEN He comes back to-morrow evening. I left a note for him.
NORA You shouldnít have done that. Things must take their course.
After all, thereís something glorious in waiting for the miracle.
MRS. LINDEN What is it youíre waiting for? NORA Oh, you canít understand. Go to
them in the dining-room; I shall come in a moment.
[MRS. LINDEN goes into the dining-room. NORA stands for a moment as though
collecting her thoughts; then looks at her watch.
NORA Seven hours till midnight. Then twenty-four hours till the next midnight. Then
the tarantella will be over. Twenty-four and seven? Thirty-one hours to live.
HELMER appears at the door, right.
HELMER What has become of my little lark? NORA [Runs to him with open arms.]
Here she is!