“Well,” he replied, “I have felt as small as a man in the presence of the head plumber.”
“That isn’t enough.”
“I have felt as small as the Prohibition nominee for Vice-President.”
She shook her head.
“Or as a man when his wife catches him in a lie.”
“That isn’t anything.”
“I have felt as small as the man who made a righteous complaint to the president of a trolley line.”
She shook her head again sadly.
“That isn’t anything to the way I feel,” she said. “You know I have never been to Europe, and I’ve been talking with a girl who has just returned.”