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Helmer.
Then you must break them of such tricks.—There! At last I've got it open. [Takes contents out and calls into the kitchen.] Ellen!—Ellen, just put the hall door lamp out.
[He returns with letters in his hand, and shuts the inner door.
Helmer.
Just see how they've accumulated. [Turning them over.] Why, what's this?
Nora.
[At the window.] The letter! Oh no, no, Torvald!
Helmer.
Two visiting-cards—from Rank.
Nora.
From Doctor Rank?
Helmer.
[Looking at them.] Doctor Rank. They were on the top. He must just have put them in.
Nora.
Is there anything on them?
Helmer.
There's a black cross over the name. Look at it. What an unpleasant idea! It looks just as if he were announcing his own death.
Nora.
So he is.
