He washed and dressed without a word.

But at last he came to her.
"Look here." His arm was about her, she jerked away, but he would not release her.
"You're the most adorable little wife that ever made a man happy," he said.

"But you're young, you know--" "Is that a crime ?" "No, it's something those other women would all give their eye-teeth for." "Go on." "But you're human, you know, and you've got to grow older--and as you do you'll find, my dear, that it takes all kinds to make a world." "How original!" He went on unabashed: "And if you are to get any friends, you've got to get out and meet all kinds--many you don't like at all--and then little by little take your choice." He paused, and although he did not add, "After all, they're Amy's friends, and you might at least give 'em a chance"-- Ethel knew he was thinking that, though he only ended gently, "But I guess I'll leave it all to you.

Do as you like.

I'll be satisfied." "He won't be, though," she told herself.