The girl eyed him worshippingly. One of the consolations which we men of intellect have is that, when things come to a crisis, what captures the female heart is brains. Women may permit themselves in times of peace of stray after Sheiks and look languishingly at lizards who only claim to admiration is that they can do the first three steps of the Charleston; but let matters go wrong; let some sudden peril threaten; and who then is the king pippin, who the main squeeze? The man with the eight and a quarter hat.
(from The Small Bachelor, by Sir Pelham Wodehouse)
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