Norah.
I was only amusing myself with a reflection.
[Taylor takes off his coat and appears in a grey sweater. He sits down in the rocking chair.]
Taylor.
I guess there’s no place like home. You get a bit fed up with hiring out. Ed was O.K., I reckon, but it ain’t like being your own boss.
Norah.
[Pointing.] What’s through there?
Taylor.
Oh, that’s the bedroom. Like to have a look?
Norah.