"You wouldn't talk about it like that unless you looked down upon women. Oh, how I pity the poor wretched creature who becomes your wife!"
"Oh, I guess she won't have such a bad time—when I've broken her in to my ways."
"And are you under the impression that you can do that?"
"You're not expecting that there'll be much love lost between you and the girl whom you—you honor with your choice?"
"What's love got to do with it?" asked Taylor in affected surprise. "It's a business undertaking."
"What!" Nora's eyes were dark with indignation and anger.
"None at all. I give her board and lodging and the charm of my society. And in return, she's got to cook and bake and wash and keep the shack clean and tidy. And if she can do that, I'll not be particular what she looks like."
"So long as she's not cock-eyed," Reggie reminded him.
"No, I draw the line at that."