"You're a cynical old beast, you know." "Heaven forbid, my dear prince! I admire all women--they are so clever, so innocent, so pure-minded.

Do not your English novels prove it, your English stage, your newspapers, so high-toned?
Who supports the novelist, the play-wright, the actor, who but your English ladies ?" "Better than being cooks--like your German ladies," retorted Paul stoutly.

"If you _are_ German this evening.

Better than being cooks." "I doubt it! I very much doubt it, my friend.

At what time shall I present myself at Box F2 this evening ?" "About nine--as soon as you like." Paul looked at the clock.