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 ACT THIRD

The same room. The table, with the chairs around it, in the middle. A lighted lamp on the table. The door to the hall stands open. Dance music is heard from the floor above.

Mrs. Linden sits by the table and absently turns the pages of a book. She tries to read, but seems unable to fix her attention; she frequently listens and looks anxiously towards the hall door.

Mrs. Linden.

[Looks at her watch.] Not here yet; and the time is nearly up. If only he hasn't [Listens again.] Ah, there he is. [She goes into the hall and cautiously opens the outer door; soft footsteps are heard on the stairs; she whispers.] Come in; there is no one here.

Krogstad.

[In the doorway!] I found a note from you at my house. What does it mean?

Mrs. Linden.

I must speak to you.

Krogstad.

Indeed? And in this house?