On the contrary, much mutual amusement, of an innocent character, may be derived from a fair and free interchange upon the subject; and this is why we, in our old age (or rather in mine), find a still unfailing topic in the story of which Eva Denison was wayward heroine and Frank Rattray the nearest approach to a hero.

Sometimes these reminiscences lead to an argument; for it has been the fate of my life to become attached to argumentative persons.

I suppose because I myself hate arguing.

On the day that I received Rattray's letter we had one of our warmest discussions.

I could repeat every word of it after forty years.
"A good man does not necessarily make a good husband," I innocently remarked.
"Why do you say that ?" asked my wife, who never would let a generalization pass unchallenged.
"I was thinking of Rattray," said I."The most tolerant of judges could scarcely have described him as a good man five years ago.