Taylor.
[Good-humouredly.] Because you’ve got no use for me, there’s no saying but what others may have.
[Gertie takes the basin out in order to pour away the water. Norah goes on drying the crockery.]
Norah.
Of course, there’s no accounting for tastes.
Taylor.
I can try, can’t I?
Norah.
It’s very wise of you to go to an agency. A girl’s more likely to marry you when she’s only seen you once than when she’s seen you often.
Taylor.