Sooner or later, that type of woman is cock-sure to be assaulted." "In a certain rank of life, perhaps," I answered, still loth to believe it; "but not surely in ours.

Gentlemen do not knock down their wives and kick their teeth out." My Sibyl smiled.

"No; there class tells," she admitted.

"They take longer about it, and suffer more provocation.

They curb their tempers.
But in the end, one day, they are goaded beyond endurance; and then--a convenient knife--a rusty old sword--a pair of scissors--anything that comes handy, like that dagger this morning.