'Have you seen that interesting article in the evening paper, dear,
about the Solicitor-General?'

'Which do you mean? "Silk and Stuff"?'

'Yes. Read it--read it and improve your mind. Far better for a woman to
occupy her mind with general subjects, and make herself intellectually a
companion for her husband--are you listening?--than to be always
gossiping and thinking about people and their paltry private affairs. Do
you hear?'

'Yes, dear.'

He took his coffee and then said--

'In what direction did you say they were going?'

'Oh, I thought you didn't want me to speak of her again. They were going
in the opposite direction.'

'Opposite to what? Now that's the curious difference between a woman's
intellect and a man's. You can't be logical! What do you mean by
"opposite"?'.

'Why, Bruce, I mean just opposite. The other way.'

'Do you mean they walked off separately?'

'Oh, no! They were going away together, and looking so happy. But
really, Bruce, I'm sorry I bothered you, telling you about it. I had no