"Yes, but then beauty in a woman generally accompanies intelligence; whereas good-looking men are, as a rule, rather foolish. Moreover, however objectively I strive to judge of things, I must confess that a woman's body is more handsome than a man's."
"And what of her mind?"
"Why, she has none: I mean there is no such thing as a feminine mind. Though, look you, it is not unlikely that women also have minds. There is nothing sexual about the brain, either way."
"Yet you have always said I had the mind of a man."
"I was wrong; as a friend, you are neither male nor female. You are something that I set in a class apart; and I want you to do the same by me."
At our door, I take leave of the whole company. Imszanski desires to go on with "the ladies" a little farther, but he is back at once. I can guess why. …
The Imszanskis are, as they have given out, "At Home" on Sundays. From three till dinner-time, the door is practically open to all. These "At Homes" are formal, tedious, and
