Verily, verily, the Lorelei is passeé and witches are no more.
But a Little Trained Nurse is a dangerous thing!
CHAPTER TWO
Verily, my Daughter, there be these three: the maid, the matron, and the widow; and the luckiest of these is the widow.
For she hath graduated from the School of Experience and her crêpe veil glorifieth her as a diploma.
And, though she may live in a bachelor flat, none shall gossip about her; but whatsoever she doeth shall seem “cute” in the eyes of men.
When she talketh wittily they shall not say, “She knoweth too much”; and when she talketh foolishly they shall declare that she but seeketh to appear simple. If she smoketh a cigarette, she will make excuse, saying, “Mine husband taught me how to do this thing”, and all men shall call her “fascinating”.
Yea, she possesseth all the glory of matrimony, even unto “Mrs.” on her name, and none of the discomforts. She shall marry a second time if she so desireth; and if she doth not, who shall say that she could not?
For one man hath set his seal of approval upon her, and where one hath led the rest shall follow like unto a flock of Geese. Yea, in the matter of women, man hath great faith in the judgment of his brother, but he doubteth his own taste.