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 round in doorway!] And when Rank comes, just tell him where I'm to be found.

[He nods to her, and goes with his papers into his room, closing the door.

Nora.

[Bewildered with terror, stands as though rooted to the ground, and whispers.] He would do it. Yes, he would do it. He would do it, in spite of all the world.—No, never that, never, never! Anything rather than that! Oh, for some way of escape! What shall I do! [Hall bell rings.] Doctor Rank!—Anything, anything, rather than!

[Nora draws her hands over her face, pulls herself together, goes to the door and opens it. Rank stands outside hanging up his fur coat. During what follows it begins to grow dark.

Nora.

Good afternoon, Doctor Rank. I knew you by your ring. But you mustn't go to Torvald now. I believe he's busy.

Rank.

And you? [Enters and closes the door.

Nora.

Oh, you know very well, I have always time for you.

Rank.

Thank you. I shall avail myself of your kindness as long as I can.

Nora.

What do you mean? As long as you can?