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387 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1938
He admired women only for being pretty, docile, and well dressed. He had to pretend he admired the other achievements because everybody else admired them (or said that they did) but to himself he thought coarsely All a lot of B. And when he got with other men, who agreed with him, they would smile in a certain way, and look at each other, and mutter 'All a lot of B.' Brainy women, sporting women, arty women - all a lot of B. This may have been due to suppressed subconscious jealousy. Or it may have been due to the natural resentment of a healthy creature, existing efficiently in its own sphere, because another creature with different powers and aims was muscling in on a comfortable racket. There are the two points of view. (p.247)
There is nothing like something nasty for bringing people together
He supposed that he wanted her so much that it was making him fond of her;
The Crowd was six or seven young matrons, with jobs, and their husbands; all very smart, all very knowing, all just a little bored with the ones they were married to and wondering just a little what Jim or Roger, Anne or Chrissie, would be like to have a flaming affair with.
In fact, Jim, Roger, Anne and Chrissie would have been exactly like Tom, Archie, Irene and Connie, but as they lived in different bodies, there was at least the promise of Romance.