Colin : “Perhaps now is the time to tell you that I have a weakness for agreeable women. ” Sugar Beth : “Well, that sure does leave me out. ” Colin : “Exactly. With agreeable women, I’m unendingly considerate. Gallant even. ” Sugar Beth : “But with tarts like me, the gloves are off, is that it?” Colin : “I wouldn’t exactly call you a tart. But then, I tend to be broad-minded. ” She suppressed the urge to dump her porridge in his lap.
There is one thing infinitely more pathetic than to have lost the woman one is in love with, and that is to have won her and found out how shallow she is!