The men always _are_ so much better than the women." "One always has something to say to a man certainly," said Richard.
"But I've no doubt you'll chatter away fast enough about the babies, Clarice." "Has she got children?
She doesn't look like it somehow." "Two.

A boy and girl." A pang of envy shot through Mrs.Dalloway's heart.
"We _must_ have a son, Dick," she said.
"Good Lord, what opportunities there are now for young men!" said Dalloway, for his talk had set him thinking.

"I don't suppose there's been so good an opening since the days of Pitt." "And it's yours!" said Clarissa.
"To be a leader of men," Richard soliloquised.

"It's a fine career.

My God--what a career!" The chest slowly curved beneath his waistcoat.
"D'you know, Dick, I can't help thinking of England," said his wife meditatively, leaning her head against his chest.