Gertie.
That’s neither here nor there. Go and fetch the men, Ed, and then I’ll hear what she’s got to say.
Norah.
No, I won’t, I won’t, I won’t. You drive me too far.
Gertie.
You won’t beg my pardon?
Norah.
[Beside herself.] I said I could teach you manners. I made a mistake, I couldn’t teach you manners. One can’t make a silk purse out of a sow’s ear.
Marsh.
[Sharply.] Shut up, Norah.