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Helmer.
[Smiling.] There is no occasion. [Puts on his overcoat.] But for the present you must excuse me
Rank.
Wait; I am going with you.
[Fetches his fur coat from the hall and warms it at the fire.
Nora.
Don't be long, Torvald dear.
Helmer.
Only an hour; not more.
Nora.
Are you going too, Christina?
Mrs. Linden.
[Putting on her walking things.] Yes; I must set about looking for lodgings.
Helmer.
Then perhaps we can go together?
Nora.
[Helping her.] What a pity we haven't a spare room for you; but it's impossible
Mrs. Linden.
I shouldn't think of troubling you. Goodbye, dear Nora, and thank you for all your kindness.
Nora.
Good-bye for the present. Of course you'll come back this evening. And you, too, Doctor
