Hornby.
[Shaking hands with her.] I say, this is a very swell shack you’ve got.
Norah.
I’ve tried to make it look pretty and homelike.
[Marsh catches sight of the bowl of mustard flowers.]
Marsh.
Hulloa, what’s this?
Norah.
Aren’t they pretty? I’ve only just picked them. Mustard flowers.
Marsh.