The Land of Promise: A Comedy in Four Acts

by W. Somerset Maugham

It embarrasses me when you pay me compliments.

Taylor.

I’ll take you round and show you the land to-morrow. I ain’t done all the clearing yet, so there’ll be plenty of work for the winter. I want to have a hundred acres to sow next year. And then if I get a good crop I’ve a mind to take another quarter. You can’t make it pay really without you’ve got half a section. And it’s a tough proposition when you ain’t got capital.

Norah.

I didn’t think I was marrying a millionaire.

Taylor.

Never mind, my girl, you shan’t live in a shack long, I promise you. It’s the greatest country in the world. We only want three good crops and you shall have a brick house same as you lived in at home.

Norah.

I wonder what they’re doing in England now.

Taylor.