“Nonsense. I never thought of such a thing then. I have learned a lot in four years. Mother says I am a cynic.”
“What does Dick say you are?”
“Dick says I am a woman.”
“I hope this hasn’t resulted from your coming to Chicago—I mean your being a cynic.”
“I scarcely think so. Do you know, Chicago is much less sentimental than New York. That struck me when I first came here, and every time we go to New York I am freshly impressed by the fact.”
“I have never thought of New York as especially sentimental.”
“Perhaps you wouldn’t unless you definitely compared it with some other big city. You know what I mean,—in the matter of the sentiments. Chicago seemed to me désillusionné. It hasn’t had to take time to get through with some things, because it never began with them.”
“I suppose that you feel that Chicago is a little cynical, too.”
“Well, it is awfully hard to fool Chicago.”