beautiful white and pale pink hat was cold, conventional, was the
face of a mere listener. Grant, reassured, resumed his absorbed
attention, was soon completely swept away by his friend's
exhibition of power, could hardly wait until he and Margaret were
out of the courtroom before exploding in enthusiasm. "Isn't he a
wonder?" he cried. "Why, I shouldn't have believed it possible for
a man of his age to make such a speech. He's a great lawyer as
well as a great orator. It was a dull subject, yet I was
fascinated. Weren't you?"

"It was interesting--at times," said Margaret.

"At times! Oh, you women!"

At this scorn Margaret eyed his elegant attire, his face with its
expression of an intelligence concentrated upon the petty and the
paltry. Her eyes suggested a secret amusement so genuine that she
could not venture to reveal it in a gibe. She merely said: "I
confess I was more interested in him than in what he said."

"Of course! Of course!" said Grant, all unconscious of her
derision. "Women have no interest in serious things and no mind
for logic."

She decided that it not only was prudent but also was more
enjoyable to keep to herself her amusement at his airs of
masculine superiority. Said she, her manner ingenuous: "It doesn't
strike me as astonishing that a man should make a sensible
speech."