attaches too much importance to sentiment. It is far easier to be Juliet than Cressida. You may depend that Cressida had a great deal of self-control."
"I think it is only fair to Godfrey Provence to say this — you are certainly difficult to understand. Men divide women into so many types, and when they see a woman they put her down as a representative of one of these. They like to think that if she is type a she will do this, if type b that, if type c the other, and so on. It is very absurd, of course, for no two women are the same any more than one wave is like another."
"If he had loved me he would have understood me," said Cynthia. "At any rate he would not have given me up so easily."
Lady Theodosia shook her head. "I don't pretend to explain either of you," she said. "You may know a tree by its fruit, but certainly not men and women by their actions."
"It has all ended now," said Cynthia, "and well enough for both of us. You can't say that of all endings."
"Well enough, yes—if it is the end. "At that moment they heard Edward's voice in the hall." I don't think that bonnet-strings suit every face," Lady Theodosia was saying as he came into the room.
"Still talking about dress?" he said. "I've got a bit of news for you which will keep you going very comfortably till dinner. Provence is married."
Neither of the women stirred ; nor did they look at each other. Cynthia, perhaps, smiled a little. Edward felt that his news had fallen flat.
"He's married his cousin," he went on, "a Miss Hemingway, daughter of that Lady Hemingway who