No, no," the girl went on, with a generous ardor in her face, following further the train of her argument, which she appeared to find extremely attractive, "I know what you are going to say and I deny it.

I am not fanciful, or sophistical, or irrational, and I know perfectly what I am about.

Men are so stupid; it 's only women that have real discernment.

Leave me alone, and I shall do something.

Blanche is silly, yes, very silly; but she is not so bad as her husband accused her of being, in those dreadful words which he will live to repent of.