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Portrait of Guy Wetmore Carryl Guy Wetmore Carryl Far from the Maddening Girls — Chapter 3 (1904)

Marriage is like a cold bath — beneficial to some men and fatal to others. I am one of the latter class, that’s all. I am far from denying a woman’s utility in the household — mind you, I say a woman, not a wife! Why, the episode of Galvin and the bill-of-fare taught me that much. I am not so prejudiced or dogged as you think. Miss Berrith. I can learn a lesson as well as the next man.
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Portrait of Guy Wetmore Carryl Guy Wetmore Carryl Far from the Maddening Girls — Chapter 3 (1904)

And, as Miss Berrith had said, it was the little things which were responsible.
“Yes,” I agreed, as she turned to me again, “it is the little things which count —the grains of sand which make the mighty land where the mighty least expected to. To the making of a house there is no end. Somebody seems to have been dropping stitches all along, and I am constantly forced to go labouriously back and pick them up.”
“Can’t Galvin attend to the little details?” asked Miss Berrith.
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Portrait of Guy Wetmore Carryl Guy Wetmore Carryl Far from the Maddening Girls — Chapter 3 (1904)

I think we men are too apt to over-estimate the subtlety of women. In the present instance, her remark was undoubtedly quite without mental reservation.
But, though I spoke jestingly of them, these self-same little things were far from contributing to my comfort. The name, too, was legion of the things which I found I had to buy. On one occasion Galvin put in a plea for a colander, and whether a colander was animal, mineral or vegetable, animate or inanimate, I had less idea than a babe unborn, although it was manifestly impossible to confess so much to Galvin.
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