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made her so mad that she came out and told him what she thought of him。
I left them at it。 They were both of them the better for it； and so was I。〃
〃In my case；〃 I said； 〃it came about differently。 Her friend explained
to him just what was happening。 She pointed out to him how his neglect
and indifference were slowly alienating his wife's affections from him。
He argued the subject。
〃'But a lover and a husband are not the same；' he contended； 'the
situation is entirely different。 You run after somebody you want to
overtake； but when you have caught him up； you settle down quietly and
walk beside him； you don't continue shouting and waving your
handkerchief after you have gained him。'
〃Their mutual friend presented the problem differently。〃
〃'You must hold what you have won；' she said； 'or it will slip away
from you。 By a certain course of conduct and behaviour you gained a
sweet girl's regard； show yourself other than you were； how can you
expect her to think the same of you？'
〃'You mean；' he inquired； 'that I should talk and act as her husband
exactly as I did when her lover？'
〃'Precisely；' said the friend 'why not？'
〃'It seems to me a mistake；' he grumbled。
〃'Try it and see；' said the friend。
〃'All right；' he said； 'I will。' And he went straight home and set to
work。〃
〃Was it too late；〃 asked the Old Maid； 〃or did they come together
again？〃
〃For the next mouth；〃 I answered； 〃they were together twenty…four
hours of the day。 And then it was the wife who suggested； like the poet
in Gilbert's Fatience； the delight with which she would welcome an
occasional afternoon off。〃
〃He hung about her while she was dressing in the morning。 Just as
she had got her hair fixed he would kiss it passionately and it would come
down again。 All meal…time he would hold her hand under the table and
insist on feeding her with a fork。 Before marriage he had behaved once
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or twice in this sort of way at picnics； and after marriage； when at
breakfast…time he had sat at the other end of the table reading the paper or
his letters； she had reminded him of it reproachfully。 The entire day he
never left her side。 She could never read a book； instead； he would read
to her aloud； generally Browning' poems or translations from Goethe。
Reading aloud was not an accomplishment of his； but in their courting
days she had expressed herself pleased at his attempts； and of this he took
care； in his turn； to remind her。 It was his idea that if the game were
played at all； she should take a hand also。 If he was to blither； it was only
fair that she should bleat back。 As he explained； for the future they
would both be lovers all their life long； and no logical argument in reply
could she think of。 If she tried to write a letter； he would snatch away the
paper her dear hands were pressing and fall to kissing itand； of course；
smearing it。 When he wasn't giving her pins and needles by sitting on
her feet he was balancing himself on the arm of her chair and occasionally
falling over on top of her。 If she went shopping； he went with her and
made himself ridiculous at the dressmaker's。 In society he took no notice
of anybody but of her； and was hurt if she spoke to anybody but to him。
Not that it was often； during that month； that they did see any society；
most invitations he refused for them both； reminding her how once upon a
time she had regarded an evening alone with him as an entertainment
superior to all others。 He called her ridiculous names； talked to her in
baby language； while a dozen times a day it became necessary for her to
take down her back hair and do it up afresh。 At the end of a month； as I
have said； it was she who suggested a slight cessation of affection。〃
〃Had I been in her place；〃 said the Girton Girl； 〃it would have been a
separation I should have suggested。 I should have hated him for the rest
of my life。〃
〃For merely trying to agree with you？〃 I said。
〃For showing me I was a fool for ever having wanted his affection；〃
replied the Girton Girl。
〃You can generally；〃 said the Philosopher； 〃make people ridiculous by
taking them at their word。〃
〃Especially women；〃 murmured the Minor Poet。
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〃I wonder；〃 said the Philosopher； 〃is there really so much difference
between men and women as we think？ What there is； may it not be the
result of Civilisation rather than of Nature； of training rather than of
instinct？〃
〃Deny the contest between male and female； and you deprive life of
half its poetry；〃 urged the Minor Poet。
〃Poetry；〃 returned the Philosopher； 〃was made for man； not man for
poetry。 I am inclined to think that the contest you speak of is somewhat
in the nature of a 'put…up job' on the part of you poets。 In the same way
newspapers will always advocate war； it gives them something to write
about； and is not altogether unconnected with sales。 To test Nature's
original intentions； it is always safe to study our cousins the animals。
There we see no sign of this fundamental variation； the difference is
merely one of degree。〃
〃I quite agree with you；〃 said the Girton Girl。 〃Man； acquiring
cunning； saw the advantage of using his one superiority； brute strength； to
make woman his slave。 In all other respects she is undoubtedly his
superior。〃
〃In a woman's argument；〃 I observed； 〃equality of the sexes invariably
does mean the superiority of woman。〃
〃That is very curious；〃 added the Philosopher。 〃As you say； a woman
never can be logical。〃
〃Are all men logical？〃 demanded the Girton Girl。
〃As a class；〃 replied the Minor Poet； 〃yes。〃
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