You make me tired. [He puts the broom into her hands, but she flings it violently away.] Look here, if you don’t clean up that mess at once, I’ll give you the biggest hiding you’ve ever had in your life.
Norah.
[Scornfully.] You?
Taylor.
[Nodding his head.] Yours truly. I’ve done with larking now.
[He turns up the sleeves of his sweater. Suddenly she bursts into loud cries.]
Norah.
Help! Help! Help!
Taylor.
What’s the good of that? There ain’t no one within a mile of us. Listen.