GIBSON: No; he got a job--in a piano factory.

NORA: Yes, and took advantage of the capitalistic system to own the
factory.

GIBSON: Before he did own it he worked fourteen hours a day for twelve
years. That's why he owned it.

NORA: How many hours a day do you work, Mr. Gibson?

GIBSON: I _have_ worked twenty-four; sometimes fourteen, sometimes two;
usually six.

NORA: In other words, when you want to work.

GIBSON: I've learned to do things my father never learned to do, and it
commands a higher return.

NORA: You _take_ a higher return!

GIBSON: You mean I don't deserve it?

NORA: Can it be possible that you think you deserve as much as any of
these _workers_? You don't so much as touch one of these pianos that
bring you your return. I do! I work on them with my hands. Do you think
you deserve as much as I?

GIBSON: No; I don't go so far as that.