"I know I ought," answered Vanbrugh with humility.
"But you are not. You are a hypocrite, like all the rest of them." Dolly's face was grave, but she glanced at her companion as she spoke.
"Of course I am a hypocrite. Life is too short. A man cannot waste his time in hacking his way through the ice mountain of truth when he may trot round to the other side by the path of tact."
"I hate metaphors."
"So do I."
"Why do you use them, then?"
"It is righteous to do the things one does not like to do, is it not?"
"Not if they are bad."
"Oh! then I am good, am I?"
"Perhaps. I never make rash assertions."