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 Nora.

[Going into room on the right.] The more reason for the thing to happen.

[She comes back with out-door things and a small travelling-bag, which she places on a chair.

Helmer.

Nora, Nora, not now! Wait till to-morrow.

Nora.

[Putting on cloak.] I can't spend the night in a strange man's house.

Helmer.

But can we not live here, as brother and sister?

Nora.

[Fastening her hat.] You know very well that wouldn't last long. [Puts on the shawl.] Goodbye, Torvald. No, I won't go to the children. I know they are in better hands than mine. As I now am, I can be nothing to them.

Helmer.

But some time, Nora—some time?

Nora.

How can I tell? I have no idea what will become of me.

Helmer.

But you are my wife, now and always!

Nora.

Listen, Torvald—when a wife leaves her