The Gay Rebellion

These stories, mademoiselle, as your intuition tells you, are for old-fashioned young people only; and should be read in the Golden Future, some snowy evening by the fire after a home dinner à deux. Your predestined husband, mademoiselle, is to extend his god-like figure upon a sofa, with an ash-tray convenient. You are to do the reading, curled up in the big velvet wing-chair, with the lamp at your left elbow and the fender under your pretty feet.
As for me, I shall venture to smile at you now and then from the printed page-but with discretion, mademoiselle, not inconveniencing your party à deux. For, to be rid of me, you have merely to close this book.