'James! How can you talk like that? Can anything be better for him than to be like his father?'
'There are better men.'
'I don't know where. Nor any a hundredth part as good. I can't imagine why you don't think more of yourself--when you're the most wonderful man in the world.'
This assertion caused me furiously to think.
'Mary, I shouldn't be surprised but what you're right.'
'I'm sure I'm right.'
'I also have an inclination to be sure. I must be the most wonderful man in the world, because I've you.'
'James!'
The rest is silence ... What does that writing fellow say about 'Sweet music, long drawn out'? Is there any music like the silent pressure of a woman's lips?
After all, there's something in being in love with your wife.