Jean: It doesn’t follow.
The Girl: It would follow if I was the one—I’d have you understand that, Willie Campbell.
Willie: You’re very exacting.
The Girl: I’m not. You could promise it at least. You’re too calculating. It’s no good making love to a girl unless you can lie to her.
[She goes into a wash-house beyond, with plates and dishes.]
Willie: That’s all right, but a man should be cautious—then they can’t turn on him afterwards.
Jean: Maybe. I’ve never come into contact with caution, Willie.
Willie: Mr. M’Pherson has sent over again about the barley. That’s the third time.
Jean: Have you told Mr. Burns?
Willie: Yes, but he takes no notice.