Taylor.
Parlour tricks ain’t much good on the prairie. They’re like dollar bills up in Hudson Bay. Tobacco’s the only thing you can trade with an Esquimaux. You can’t cook very well, you don’t know how to milk a cow—why, you can’t even harness a horse.
Norah.
Are you regretting your bargain already?
Taylor.
No, I guess I can teach you. But if I was you I wouldn’t put on any frills. We shall get along O.K., I guess, when we’ve shaken down.
Norah.
You’ll find I’m perfectly capable of taking care of myself.
Taylor.
[Ignoring the remark.] When two people live together in a shack there’s got to be a deal of give and take on both sides. As long as you do what I tell you you’ll be all right.