“I am rebuked for my platitude.”
“In the talk game platitudes are very safe, don’t you think?”
“Perhaps they are; and in most games simply being safe naturally occupies much of the time. Yet in the talk game it can’t be fair to catch one’s breath with a platitude too often—not unless one wishes to be thrown back upon solitaire.”
“Solitaire is an excellent game. I think it is much underrated.”
“It is very safe, too.”
“Yes, and it is unquarrelsome. It never breaks friendships.”
“I can’t imagine you quarrelling in a game,” I ventured to say.
“Perhaps that is because I know with whom to play,—and which games to keep out of.”
“Do you know that it would be a great relief, if not a real comfort, to a man in certain circumstances if he could know just when a woman was out of the game? His perplexity in the matter of the greatest game of all, when he does not know whether she really is playing or only is loitering about with the players, sometimes is one of the most distressing spectacles in life.”