“I had no idea,” said the Woman of the World, “you were a Socialist.”
“Nor had I,” agreed the Minor Poet, “before I began talking.”
“And next Wednesday,” laughed the Woman of the World; “you will be arguing in favour of individualism.”
“Very likely,” agreed the Minor Poet. “‘The deep moans round with many voices.’”
“I’ll take another cup of tea,” said the Philosopher.
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