Practice Typing

HELMER. Didnt you tell me no one had been here. Shakes his finger at her. My little songbird must never do that again. A songbird must have a clean beak to chirp with no false notes. Puts his arm round her waist. That is so, isnt it. Yes, I am sure it is. Lets her go. We will say no more about it. Sits down by the stove. How warm and snug it is here. Turns over his papers.