RANK. I thought I heard your voice, and that put it into my head. [_Looks round._] Ah, this dear old place! How cosy you two are here! HELMER. You seemed to find it pleasant enough upstairs, too. RANK. Exceedingly. Why not? Why shouldn’t one take one’s share of everything in this world? All one can, at least, and as long as one can. The wine was splendid—— HELMER. Especially the champagne. RANK. Did you notice it? It’s incredible the quantity I contrived to get down. NORA. Torvald drank plenty of champagne, too. RANK. Did he? NORA. Yes, and it always puts him in such spirits. RANK. Well, why shouldn’t one have a jolly evening after a well-spent day? HELMER. Well-spent! Well, I haven’t much to boast of in that respect. RANK. [_Slapping him on the shoulder._] But I _have_, don’t you see? NORA. I suppose you have been engaged in a scientific investigation, Doctor Rank? RANK. Quite right. HELMER. Bless me! Little Nora talking about scientific investigations! NORA. Am I to congratulate you on the result? RANK. By all means. NORA. It was good then? RANK. The best possible, both for doctor and patient—certainty. NORA. [_Quickly and searchingly._] Certainty? RANK. Absolute certainty. Wasn’t I right to enjoy myself after that? NORA. Yes, quite right, Doctor Rank. HELMER. And so say I, provided you don’t have to pay for it to-morrow. RANK. Well, in this life nothing is to be had for nothing. NORA. Doctor Rank—I’m sure you are very fond of masquerades? RANK. Yes, when there are plenty of amusing disguises—— NORA. Tell me, what shall we two be at our next masquerade? HELMER. Little featherbrain! Thinking of your next already! RANK. We two? I’ll tell you. You must go as a good fairy. HELMER. Ah, but what costume would indicate _that_? RANK. She has simply to wear her everyday dress. HELMER. Capital! But don’t you know what you will be yourself? RANK.