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e Family Egotist--whose irritation had been increasing like the alleged circulation of a newspaper--showed every sign of hurling the boomerang of his opinion into the fray. This would have meant the death of all liveliness for some hours to come, and a general sigh had begun to heave, when once more our brave Bluestocking stemmed the tide. 'You make rather a cult of the Bible,' she quacked scornfully, directing her remarks principally at the Good Stockbroker; 'but you don't seem very conversant with the Old Testament. You will find there ample proof that monogamic marriage is no more divine than--than polygamy or free love. Nor has it any celestial origin, since it varies with race and climate. It is simply an indispensable social safeguard.' 'I'll have a shilling each way on it,' murmured the Ass (an incorrigible youth, quite the Winston Churchill of our family cabinet), using his customary formula. Unheeding, the Bluestocking chirruped on severely: 'You must know, if you have ever studied sociology, that marriage is essentially a _social contract_, primarily based on selfishness. At present it still retains its semi-barbarous form, and those who preach without reason of its alleged sacredness would be better employed in suggesting how the savage code now in vogue can be modified to meet the necessities of modern civilisation.' She paused for breath. The Good Stockbroker was pale, but faced her manfully. 'Well done, Bluestocking!' said the Weary Roue. 'Wonderful woman, our Quacker,' said the Ass, 'I'll have a shilling each way on her.' The Wicked Stockbroker took a second helping of salad, and ate on unheeding, whilst the Gentle Lady at the head of the table anxiously watched the Family Egotist, who looked apoplectic and was toying truculently with a wineglass with evident danger of shortening its career of usefulness. 'I was taught,' said the Good Stockbroker slowly, 'to regard marriage as a sacred institution--a holy mystery.' 'Then you were taught rot,' snapped the Bluestocking, thus living up to the worst traditions of the polite dinner-table, and quivering with intellectual fury. 'Recrimination--' began the Good Stockbroker. ('Good word that, I'll have a shilling each way on it,' murmured the Ass.) '--is not argument,' continued the Good Stockbroker. 'It may not be, but what you said was _rot_,' replied the Bluestocking, '"a holy mystery, instituted in the time of man's innocency"--I recognise
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