- Emily Beaudine: [in the stable] Hello.
- Saul Trevethick: Hello. Are Bess and Julie home?
- Emily Beaudine: Yes they are, surely.
- Saul Trevethick: It's sweltering hot outside. What do you think?
- Emily Beaudine: I wouldn't know. Whatever you think, will do.
- Saul Trevethick: No, don't go. Larry about somewhere?
- Emily Beaudine: Strange you should ask me that, you must have passed him just now. You're not fooling me, you see. You're very young, aren't you?
- Saul Trevethick: Am I?
- Emily Beaudine: It's a great pleasure to have you breathing down my neck.
- Saul Trevethick: Like it?
- Emily Beaudine: If it wasn't so draughty. And it's thirsty work in the fields, isn't it?
- Saul Trevethick: Well, why do you ask?
- Emily Beaudine: Cos' I can just smell that you've quenched it.
- Saul Trevethick: I never know when you're joking. You're a funny thing.
- Emily Beaudine: Indeed, how I must make myself laugh. Now you mustn't stand so close to me. If someone were to come in, it would be a great pity to make a fool of yourself.
- Saul Trevethick: You like me, don't you?
- Emily Beaudine: I haven't given it a thought.
- Saul Trevethick: Emmie's there's, there's something about you that... that, you know what I mean, don't you? Don't you?
- Emily Beaudine: Indeed I hope I don't. Now I think it would be much better if, very quietly you were to tip-toe out and go...
- Saul Trevethick: Stop it, I... I don't know what the devil's got hold of me. When I come near you, I... I don't seem to be able to, I never seem to hold myself like. I can't, I can't. Are you laughing at me?
- Emily Beaudine: Let me look at you.
- Saul Trevethick: Then don't joke with me.
- Emily Beaudine: Very deep chest. You're stronger than I thought.
- Emily Beaudine: No, no you mustn't kiss me.
- Julie Tallent: [discovering Saul and Emily in the stable] Saul! Why you...
- Saul Trevethick: Julie! Shut up!
- Julie Tallent: Shut up? I'll scratch your beastly face, you skirt-chasing, little cad! Let me alone
- [she slaps him]
- Saul Trevethick: Julie! Please!
- Julie Tallent: Don't touch me.
- Bess Stanforth: What is all this?
- Julie Tallent: This smirking ape can't be left alone with a maid for half minute but goes like a bull at her.
- [to Saul]
- Julie Tallent: You cheap little rotter. I ought to put my nails down your face.
- Bess Stanforth: Julie, that'll do.
- Bess Stanforth: Emmie. come here.
- Julie Tallent: It's not Emmie's fault. It's that masher.
- [exits in tears]
- Saul Trevethick: Julie!
- Bess Stanforth: You been making rather a fool of yourself, haven't you?
- Saul Trevethick: Bess, I, I don't know what came over me.
- Bess Stanforth: No, I don't think you do. Haven't you ever seen a good-looking servant before? Do you have to behave like a clown with ours?
- Saul Trevethick: Sorry.
- Bess Stanforth: Now listen to me, you turnip; you concoct a story Julie can pretend to believe. I'll do the rest.
- Bess Stanforth: Just a minute, Emmie. I haven't finished with you.