“You’re not a smiling lady,′ he explained simply. ‘Everyone smiles. Overused and elementary, if you ask me! The world has enough pretty, smiling girls. You’re better than that. Deeper than that. Standing and smiling vacuously at thin air all the time! Girls like that are hopeless, useless, and false. You’re a thinking lady, I say. Zealous and thinking and true. And a decent man prefers a true lady over a false one any day.”
