And"-- alas for the superficiality of Mrs.Considine's training--"I'm going to do as I damn well like." Her voice broke on the last word, as she dashed from the room.

I exchanged a glance with Barbara, who followed her.

Barbara could convey a complicated set of instructions by her glance.

Jaffery pulled out pouch and pipe and shook his head.
"Woman is a remarkable phenomenon," said he.
"A more remarkable phenomenon still," said I, "is the dunderheaded male." "I did nothing to cause these heroics." "You asked her to ask you to ask her out to dinner." "I didn't," he protested.
I proved to him by all the rules of feminine logic that he had done so.
Holding the match over the bowl of his pipe, he puffed savagely.
"I wish I were a cannibal in Central Africa, where women are in proper subjection.

There's no worry about 'em there." "Isn't there ?" said I."You just ask the next cannibal you meet.