"I never saw one, for we don't have them in New Munich, where I live. But I'm sure they don't look so womanly as you do."
"I hope that to look womanly isn't to look stupid," said Margaret solicitously.
"Why should it?—though to be sure a woman does just as well if she isn't too bright."
"If to be womanly meant all that some men seem to think it means, we'd have to have idiot asylums for womanly females," declared Margaret. "I suppose"—she changed the subject and perfunctorily made conversation—"a lawyer's work is full of interest and excitement?"
"Well," Mr. Leitzel smiled, "in these days, a lawyer for a corporation has got to be Johnny-on-the-spot."
"I have always thought that a general practitioner must often find his work a terrible strain upon his sympathies," said Margaret.
"Oh, no; business is business, you know."
"And necessarily inhuman?"
"Unhuman, rather. A man must not have 'sympathies' in the practice of the law."
"He can't help it, can he?—unless he's a soulless monster."