The Land of Promise: A Comedy in Four Acts

by W. Somerset Maugham

I won’t.

Taylor.

Look here, my girl, I guess I’ve had about enough of your nonsense. You do as you’re told and look sharp about it.

Norah.

You can kill me if you like.

Taylor.

What’s the good of that? Women are scarce in Manitoba.... Here’s the broom.

Norah.

If you want that mess swept up you can sweep it up yourself.

Taylor.