It usually takes ten years living with a man to complete a woman's education." "Then what would you do," asked someone, "about the lower education of man ?" "That's already provided for, my dear fellow, amply provided for; we have our public schools and universities to see to that.

What we want are schools for the higher education of men, and schools for the lower education of women." Genial persiflage of this sort was his particular _forte_ whether my imitation of it is good or bad.
His kindliness was ingrained.

I never heard him say a gross or even a vulgar word, hardly even a sharp or unkind thing.

Whether in company or with one person, his mind was all dedicated to genial, kindly, flattering thoughts.

He hated rudeness or discussion or insistence as he hated ugliness or deformity.
One evening of this summer a trivial incident showed me that he was sinking deeper in the mud-honey of life.
A new play was about to be given at the Francais and because he expressed a wish to see it I bought a couple of tickets.