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Says Misander, in a sourish way, "Since you value my conversation so, perhaps you will be good enough not to smoke for the next ten minutes." Misogyn consented, but sighed. That sigh went unpitied, and the lady wasted no time. "Do you see what is going on between your sister and that young man?" "Yes; a little flirtation." "A great deal more than that.
There were other garments and supplementaries, all treated in the same way. The Misogyn looked, and remarked as follows, "Idiots! at everything but taking in the men." Having relieved his spleen with this courteous and comprehensive observation, he piled log upon log till the fire was half up the chimney.
AT the very commencement of the confabulation, so barbarously interrupted before it had lasted two hours and a half, the Misogyn rang the bell, and asked for Rosa, Zoe's maid. She came, and he ordered her to have up a basket of wood, and light a roaring fire in her mistress's room, and put out garments to air. He also inquired the number of Zoe's bedroom. The girl said it was "No. 74."
The Misogyn waited half an hour, and then visited "No. 74." He found the fire burned down to one log, and some things airing at the fire, as domestics air their employers' things, but not their own, you may be sure. There was a chemise carefully folded into the smallest possible compass, and doubled over a horse at a good distance from the cold fire.
"It is sober earnest. Ask Zoe ask your friend, Mr. Severne ask the chambermaids ask any creature with an eye in its head. Oh, the blindness of you men!" The Misogyn was struck dumb. When he recovered, it was to repine at the lot of man. "Even my own familiar cousin once removed in whom I trusted! I depute you to inform her that I think her adorable, and that matrimony is no longer a habit of mine.
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