I don't believe, unless I keep right round after him, as we say in New England, that he'll ever go near the man." Agatha looked daunted, but she said, "That is a very different thing." "It isn't a different kind of thing.

And it shows what men are,--the sweetest and best of them, that is.

They are terribly apt to be--easy-going." "Then you think I was all wrong ?" the girl asked in a tremor.
"No, indeed! You were right, because you really expected perfection of him.

You expected the ideal.

And that's what makes all the trouble, in married life: we expect too much of each other--we each expect more of the other than we are willing to give or can give.