Norah.
[Throwing the gun aside angrily.] You were laughing at me. Now I’ll never forgive you.
Taylor.
You’d have had me dead as mutton if that gun had been loaded. You’re a sport. I never thought you had it in you.
Norah.
I’ll never forgive you.
Taylor.
You’re the girl for me, I guess.
[Before she is prepared he flings his arms round her and tries to kiss her. She struggles desperately, turning her face away from him.]
Norah.