`And what more could I do if you were a man, than talk perfectly
sincerely to you?'
`Nothing perhaps. But a woman...'
`A woman wants you to like her and talk to her, and at the same time
love her and desire her; and it seems to me the two things are mutually
exclusive.'
`But they shouldn't be!'
`No doubt water ought not to be so wet as it is; it overdoes it in
wetness. But there it is! I like women and talk to them, and therefore I
don't love them and desire them. The two things don't happen at the same
time in me.'
`I think they ought to.'
`All right. The fact that things ought to be something else than what
they are, is not my department.
Connie considered this. `It isn't true,' she said. `Men can love women
and talk to them. I don't see how they can love them without talking, and
being friendly and intimate. How can they?'
`Well,' he said, `I don't know. What's the use of my generalizing? I
only know my own case. I like women, but I don't desire them. I like talking
to them; but talking to them, though it makes me intimate in one direction,
sets me poles apart from them as far as kissing is concerned. So there you
are! But don't take me as a general example, probably I'm just a special
case: one of the men who like women, but don't love women, and even hate
them if they force me into a pretence of love, or an entangled appearance.
`But doesn't it make you sad?'
`Why should it? Not a bit! I look at Charlie May, and the rest of the
men who have affairs...No, I don't envy them a bit! If fate sent me a woman
I wanted, well and good. Since I don't know any woman I want, and never see
one...why, I presume I'm cold, and really like some women very much.'
`Do you like me?'
`Very much! And you see there's no question of kissing between us, is
there?'
`None at all!' said Connie. `But oughtn't there to be?'
`Why, in God's name? I like Clifford, but what would you say if I went
and kissed him?'
`But isn't there a difference?'
`Where does it lie, as far as we're concerned? We're all intelligent
human beings, and the male and female business is in abeyance. Just in
abeyance. How would you like me to start acting up like a continental male
at this moment, and parading the sex thing?'
`I should hate it.'
`Well then! I tell you, if I'm really a male thing at all, I never run
across the female of my species. And I don't miss her, I just like women.
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