George Winter.
Well?
[He looks at her with malicious amusement, and she, her head thrown back, stares at him with hatred and anger.
Catherine.
You think every man is a rogue, don’t you?
George Winter.
Certainly not. I think nine men out of ten are rogues or fools. That’s why I make money.
Catherine.
And what’ll you do when you come across the tenth man, who’s neither rogue nor fool?
George Winter.