William F. Jenkins

“ She is to him the most charming woman in the world. And why not? Cleopatra had a peculiar nose, Catherine the Great had freckles, Madame de Maintenon even had a double chin! Why shouldn’t he love a woman with a hellish temper? ”

“ Her features are sharp, her hands are boney, and she takes no care of her nails. She meddles. There is no gossip that she does not know and peddle for other choice bits of scandal. She spies on her other neighbors, and tattles, to make trouble. ”

“ She knew that suffering in any form would renew his artistic ability. So she left him, trusting to his emotional suffering to make him once more a great actor.”
He looked gravely at his cigar, without commenting on the accuracy or inaccuracy of Marden’s analysis of her motives. The waiter approached. ”

“ The woman who ran off in love with a man who was in love with another woman who was in love with another man who was married to the first woman. So she ran off by herself. At least I suppose she did. She went to visit her family up in New York State. And when her husband inquired for her, her family said she had left and they didn’t know where she was. ”

“ Any man can be as big a fool as any woman, but his friends usually manage to prevent him from doing it. It is only after he is married that he is hopeless, because then his friends have no influence over him. ”

“ Her figure is that of an ironing-board. She is an economical woman—her children look half-fed.
I look at her and wonder. Years ago, I called her “Honey!”
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“ That is why all the ‘booful baby’ letters are written by married men. That is why—”
They interrupted me ungently, so I became explicit.
“There is a man whose name I have forgotten,” I said, “but which Lou Graves can furnish, who takes his wife back regularly every six months. Three years ago he married her. He had eighteen hundred dollars in the bank. Eight months later she eloped with a neighbour and the eighteen hundred dollars. He did not follow her, but simply began to save up again. He thought of a new advertising scheme or something and in a year he had two thousand dollars. ”