"I can't make out what people are up to in the old country. They think that if a man is too big a rotter to do anything at all in England, they've only got to send him out here and he'll make a fortune."
"He may improve."
"I hope so. Look here, Nora, you've thoroughly upset Gertie."
"She's very easily upset, isn't she?"
"It's only since you came that things haven't gone right. We never used to have scenes."
"So you blame me. I came prepared to like her and help her. She met all my advances with suspicion."
"She thinks yon look down on her. You ought to remember that she never had your opportunities. She's earned her own living from the time she was thirteen. You can't expect in her the refinements of a woman who's led the protected life you have."
"Now, Eddie, I haven't said a word that could be turned into the least suggestion of disapproval of anything she did."
"My dear, your whole manner has expressed disapproval. You won't do things in the way we do them. After all, the way you lived in Tunbridge Wells isn't the only way people can live. Our ways suit us, and when you live amongst us you must adopt them."
"She's never given me a chance to learn them," said Nora obstinately. "She treated me with suspicion and enmity the very first day I came here. When she sneered at me because I talked of a station instead of a depot, of course I went on talking of a station. What do you think I'm made of? Because I prefer to drink water with my meals instead of your strong tea, she says I'm putting on airs."