Marsh.
Norah, for goodness’ sake tell me if there’s anything the matter. After all, it’s now or never. You’re keeping back something from me. Aren’t you getting on well together?
Norah.
[In a low voice.] Not very.
Marsh.
Why didn’t you let me know?
Norah.
I was ashamed.
Marsh.
But you say he’s kind to you.