All men do that," replied Mrs.Talbot.
"Your husband among the rest ?" "Talbot?
Oh, he's well enough in his way!" The lady spoke lightly, tossing her head in a manner that involved both indifference and contempt.

"I never take him into account when discussing these matters.

That point was settled between us long and long ago.

We jog on without trouble.

Talbot thinks as I do about the women--or pretends that he does, which is all the same." "A rare exception to the general run of husbands," said Irene, thinking at the same time how immeasurably superior Mr.Emerson was to this weakling, and despising him in her heart for submitting to be ruled by a woman.