“Why not?”
“Because then you don’t know as much as I do.”
“Why shouldn’t I?” he protested. “I’m your husband.”
“Because if you knew as much as I do——” She paused. “You know, Mort, it’s only the ignorant husband who’s entirely, blissfully happy.”
“I’m not so sure about that,” he laughed.
“Aren’t you happy, Mort?” she asked.
“Ah, hang it, yes. But——”
“Then there’s nothing left to be said,” and she kissed him again.
“I can’t understand——”