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 Nora.

You think I've had no troubles in this weary world.

Mrs. Linden.

My dear Nora, you've just told me all your troubles.

Nora.

Pooh—those trifles! [Softly.] I haven't told you the great thing.

Mrs. Linden.

The great thing? What do you mean?

Nora.

I know you look down upon me, Christina; but you have no right to. You are proud of having worked so hard and so long for your mother.

Mrs. Linden.

I am sure I don't look down upon any one; but it's true I am both proud and glad when I remember that I was able to keep my mother's last days free from care.

Nora.

And you're proud to think of what you have done for your brothers, too.

Mrs. Linden.

Have I not the right to be?

Nora.

Yes indeed. But now let me tell you, Christina—I, too, have something to be proud and glad of.