"You try. Say, can you milk a cow?"
"I? No."
"Then it's just as well I ain't got one."
Nora laughed. "You are a philosopher."
Having filled the teapot with boiling water and set it on the table, she returned to the shelf and began moving the things about in search of something.
"What you looking for?"
"Is there a candle? I'll just get one or two things out of my box and bring in here."
"Ain't you going to sit down and have a cup of tea?"
"I don't want any, thanks."
"Sit down, my girl."