"That's nothing. I liked him the first minute I saw him."
"You have the impulsiveness of extreme youth."
"That's so trite," he remarked, "to throw my youth at me. You only say that when you can't think of anything else to say. You must cultivate originality of thought."
"I do," she retorted, "but it's good manners to adjust one's conversation to suit one's hearers. Now let's continue about Chip."
"He has no money," he went on, quite unruffled, "and that's a pity, because you won't get much from the family. Gordon will get it all. But you'd make a better poor man's wife than most girls. What about the simple life for a change?"
"You go too fast, my friend. I've nothing against the simple life—though why they call it that I can't think; there's nothing less simple than trying to live on nothing a year. But what I wish to point out to you is that Major Crosby, to begin with, is not a marrying man."
"Oh, Lord!" groaned Noel, "what a cliché! How can a man be a marrying man until he marries?"
"To put it into words of one syllable, Major
