“Oh, sophist! You despise women.”
“Why, yes, the great majority of women—the typical woman. All the more reason for my admiring the exceptions, and wishing to see them become more common. You, undoubtedly, despise the average woman.”
“I despise no human being, Everard.”
“Oh, in a sense! But Miss Nunn, I feel sure, would agree with me.”
“I am very sure Miss Nunn wouldn’t. She doesn’t admire the feebler female, but that is very far from being at one with your point of view, my cousin.”
Everard mused with a smile.
“I must get to understand her line of thought. You permit me to call upon you now and then?”
“Oh, whenever you like, in the evening. Except,” Miss Barfoot added, “Wednesday evening. Then we are always engaged.”
“Summer holidays are unknown to you, I suppose?”
“Not altogether. I had mine a few weeks ago. Miss Nunn will be going away in a fortnight, I think.”