22/66 A woman without the slightest distinction of manner, or the slightest aspiration beyond her nursery and her kitchen, her piano and her books. Is _that_ a wife who can help me to make my place in society ?--who can smooth my way through social obstacles and political obstacles, to the House of Lords? And, what's more, if you want the truth, it's because I _can't_ bury her here that I'm going to leave this house. She has got a cursed knack of making acquaintances wherever she goes. She'll have a circle of friends about her if I leave her in this neighborhood much longer. |