No More Learning

I think I've met that sort of man before. And isn't he? "

"No. He confided that to me a few days ago. Ugh! Some men ought to Be
killed. "

"What happened then? "

"He posed as the horror of horrors--a misunderstood man. Heaven knows
the femme incomprise is sad enough and had enough--but the other thing! "

"And so fat too! I should have laughed in his face. Men seldom confide
in me. How is it they come to you? "

"For the sake of impressing me with their careers in the past. Protect
me from men with confidences!
"

"And yet you encourage them? "

"What can I do? They talk. I listen, and they vow that I am sympathetic.
I know I always profess astonishment even when the plot is--of the most
old possible. "

"Yes. Men are so unblushingly explicit if they are once allowed to talk,
whereas women's confidences are full of reservations and fibs, except"--

"When they go mad and babble of the Unutterabilities after a week's
acquaintance. Really, if you come to consider, we know a great deal more
of men than of our own sex. "

"And the extraordinary thing is that men will never believe it. They say
we are trying to hide something. "

"They are generally doing that on their own account. Alas! These
chocolates pall upon me, and I haven't eaten more than a dozen. I think
I shall go to sleep. "

"Then you'll get fat dear. If you took more exercise and a more
intelligent interest in your neighbors you would--"

"Be as much loved as Mrs.