The Land of Promise: A Comedy in Four Acts

by W. Somerset Maugham

I’m not in love with you.

Taylor.

I guessed that.

Norah.

And you’re not in love with me.

Taylor.

You’re a woman and I’m a man.

Norah.

D’you want me to tell you in so many words that you’re physically repellent to me? The thought of letting you kiss me horrifies and disgusts me.

Taylor.