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 Helmer.

[Jumping up.] What—do you mean to say?

Nora.

I must stand quite alone if I am ever to know myself and my surroundings; so I cannot stay with you.

Helmer.

Nora! Nora!

Nora.

I am going at once. I daresay Christina will take me in for to-night

Helmer.

You are mad! I shall not allow it! I forbid it!

Nora.

It is of no use your forbidding me anything now. I shall take with me what belongs to me. From you I will accept nothing, either now or afterwards.

Helmer.

What madness this is!

Nora.

To-morrow I shall go home—I mean to what was my home. It will be easier for me to find some opening there.

Helmer.

Oh, in your blind inexperience—-

Nora.

I must try to gain experience, Torvald.