The Land of Promise: A Comedy in Four Acts

by W. Somerset Maugham

Marsh.

I wonder.

Gertie.

I guess it was because you was kind of helpless, and I didn’t know what you’d do without me.

Marsh.

I guess it was love and you couldn’t help yourself.

Taylor.

I’m thinking of going to one of them employment agencies when I get to Winnipeg and looking the girls over.

Norah.

Like sheep.