The Land of Promise: A Comedy in Four Acts (1922)

'One can't be too careful about these important things,' he said with rather heavy humor. 'When I built this shack,' he went on proudly--but the pride was the pride of possession, not of achievement--'I fixed it up so as it would do when I got married. Sid Sharp asked me what in hell I wanted to divide it up in half for, but I guess women like little luxuries like that.'

'Like what?'

'Like having a room to sleep in and a room to live in.'

'Here's the bread and butter,' said Nora abruptly. 'Will you have some syrup?'

'S-u-r-e.' He got up out of the rocking chair and pulling one of the stools up to the table, sat down.

'The water ought to be boiling by now; what about milk?'

'That's one of the things you'll have to learn to do without till I can afford to buy a cow.'

'I can't drink tea without milk.'

'You try. Say, can you milk a cow?'

'I? No.'

'Then it's just as well I ain't got one.'

Nora laughed. 'You are a philosopher.'

Having filled the teapot with boiling water and set it on the table, she returned to the shelf and began moving the things about in search of something.

'What you looking for?'

'Is there a candle? I'll just get one or two things out of my box and bring in here.'

'Ain't you going to sit down and have a cup of tea?'

'I don't want any, thanks.'

'Sit down, my girl.'

'Why?'

'Because I tell you to.' The command was smilingly given.

'I don't think you'd better tell me to do things.' Nora could smile, too.

'Then I ask you. You ain't going to refuse the first favor I've asked you?'

'Certainly not,' she said in her most charming manner. Pulling another of the stools up to the table, she sat facing him.

'There.'

'Now, pour out my tea for me, will you? I tell you,' he said, watching her slim hands moving among the tea things, 'it's rum seeing my wife sitting down at my table and pouring out tea for me.'

'Is it pleasant?'

'Sure. Now have some tea yourself, my girl. You'll soon get used to drinking it without milk. And I guess you'll be able to get some to-morrow from Mrs. Sharp.'

Nora noticed that he did not taste his tea until she had poured herself a cup.

'Just take a bit of the bread and butter.'

He passed her the plate and she, still smiling brightly, broke off a small half of one of the slices.

'I had a sort of feeling I wanted you and me to have the first meal together in your new home,' he said gently.

Then, with a sudden change of manner, he laughed aloud.

'We ain't lost much time, I guess. Why, it's only yesterday you told me not to call you Nora. You did flare out at me!'

'That was very silly of me, but I was in a