[With a wink at the others.] It seems to make you quite mad, the thought of me marrying.
Norah.
You wouldn’t talk about it like that unless you looked down upon women. Oh, I pity the poor wretched creature who becomes your wife.
Taylor.
I guess she won’t have a bad time when I’ve broken her in to my ways.
Norah.
Are you under the impression you can do that?
Taylor.
Yep.
Norah.