Then in a serious tone she declared: "It doesn't pay, dear boy, to look like a ninny with one's wife the first night." "Why ?" queried the astonished count.
"Because," she replied slowly, assuming a doctorial expression.
And with that she looked as if she were delivering a lecture and shook her head at him.

In the end, however, she condescended to explain herself more lucidly.
"Well, look here! I know how it all happens.

Yes, dearie, women don't like a man to be foolish.

They don't say anything because there's such a thing as modesty, you know, but you may be sure they think about it for a jolly long time to come.

And sooner or later, when a man's been an ignoramus, they go and make other arrangements.