"No, but I'm sometimes tired when you tease me. You are, darling, just a little bit exhausting for one man."
"Yes," said Jinny complacently; "I can exhaust you. But you can never, never exhaust me. There's always more where I came from."
"The trouble is, Jinny, that I can't always make you out. I never know where I am with you."
"But, my dear, think of having to live with a woman whom you had made out. Think of knowing exactly what she's going to do before she does it, and anticipating all her conversation!"
"Think," said he, "of living with a woman and never knowing precisely whether she's your wife or not your wife."
"But it solves all the matrimonial problems—how to be the exemplary father of a family and yet to slip the noose and be a bachelor again—how to break the seventh commandment——"
"Jinny!"
"The seventh commandment and yet be faithful to your marriage vows—how to obtain all the excitement of polygamy, all the relief of the divorce court without the bother and the scandal and the expense. Why can't you look at it in that light?"
"Perhaps, Jinny, because I'm not polygamous."
"You never know what you are until you're tried. Supposing you'd married Gertrude—you'd have had Gertrude, all there is of Gertrude, always Gertrude, and nothing but Gertrude. Could you have stood it?"