A Doll's House
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When A Doll's House was first published in 1879 it created a sensation. The play follows the ordinary life of a housewife. Gradually the tensions within her marriage become clear and build to a final, stunning action. The play is widely studied because of its sharp critique of 19th century marriage norms, and its feminist tendencies.
degrees and shuts the door on them; then sits down on the sofa, takes up a piece of needlework and sews a few stitches, but soon stops.) No! (Throws down the work, gets up, goes to the hall door and calls out.) Helen, bring the Tree in. (Goes to the table on the left, opens a drawer, and stops again.) No, no! it is quite impossible! Maid (coming in with the Tree). Where shall I put it, ma'am? Nora. Here, in the middle of the floor. Maid. Shall I get you anything else? Nora. No, thank you. I
Christmas Tree). Torvald! Helmer. Yes. Nora: I am looking forward tremendously to the fancy dress ball at the Stensborgs' the day after tomorrow. Helmer. And I am tremendously curious to see what you are going to surprise me with. Nora. It was very silly of me to want to do that. Helmer. What do you mean? Nora. I can't hit upon anything that will do; everything I think of seems so silly and insignificant. Helmer. Does my little Nora acknowledge that at last? Nora (standing behind his
it is splendid to be waiting for a wonderful thing to happen. Mrs. Linde. What is it that you are waiting for? Nora, Oh, you wouldn't understand. Go in to them. I will come in a moment. (MRS. LINDE goes into the dining-room. NORA stands still for a little while, as if to compose herself. Then she looks at her watch.) Five o'clock. Seven hours till midnight; and then four-and-twenty hours till the next midnight. Then the Tarantella will be over. Twenty-four and seven? Thirty-one hours to live.
it; I have always bought the simplest and cheapest things. Thank Heaven, any clothes look well on me, and so Torvald has never noticed it. But it was often very hard on me, Christine—because it is delightful to be really well dressed, isn't it? Mrs. Linde. Quite so. Nora. Well, then I have found other ways of earning money. Last winter I was lucky enough to get a lot of copying to do; so I locked myself up and sat writing every evening until quite late at night. Many a time I was desperately
amusing? Nora (smiling and humming). That's my affair! (Walking about the room.) It's perfectly glorious to think that we have—that Torvald has so much power over so many people. (Takes the packet from her pocket.) Doctor Rank, what do you say to a macaroon? Rank. What, macaroons? I thought they were forbidden here. Nora. Yes, but these are some Christine gave me. Mrs. Linde. What! I?— Nora. Oh, well, don't be alarmed! You couldn't know that Torvald had forbidden them. I must tell you that