GIBSON: Nora, don't be angry.
NORA: I'll try not. Of course it isn't all a bed of roses! Of course things don't run like oiled machinery!
GIBSON: But they do run?
NORA: It's magnificent!
GIBSON: Do you want me to come to that meeting to-morrow?
NORA: Yes; I'd like you to see how reasonable people settle their differences when they have an absolutely equal and common interest.
GIBSON [in a low voice]: Aren't you ever tired?
[For a moment she has looked weary. She instantly braces up and answers with spirit.]
NORA: Tired of living out my ideals?
GIBSON: No; I just mean tired of working. Wouldn't you rather stop and come here and live in this quiet house?