him, if his comfort is assured, he never thinks to question her,
for men are as blind as Love. If she seems glad to see him and is not
distinctly unpleasant, she may even be a little preoccupied without
arousing suspicion. A man likes to feel that he is loved and a woman
likes to be told.

The use of any faculty exhausts it. The ear, deafened by a cannon, is
incapable for the moment of hearing the human voice. The eyes,
momentarily blinded by the full glare of the sun, miss the delicate
shades of violet and sapphire in the smoke from a wood fire. We soon
become accustomed to condiments and perfume, and the same law applies to
sentiment and emotion.

[Sidenote: The Lover's Devotion]

Thus it seems to women that men love spasmodically--that the lover's
devotion is a series of unrelated acts based upon momentary impulse,
rather than a steady purpose. They forget that the heart may need more
rest than the interval between beats.

[Sidenote: Attraction and Repulsion]

If a man and woman who truly loved each other were cast away upon a
desert island, he would tire of her long before she wearied of him. The
sequence of attraction and repulsion, the ultimate balance of positive
and negative, are familiar electrical phenomena. Is it unreasonable to
suppose that the supreme form of attraction is governed by the same law?

Strong attractions frequently begin with strong repulsions, sometimes
mutual, but more often on the part of the attracting force. A man seldom
develops a violent and inexplicable hatred for a woman and later finds
that it has unaccountably changed to love.

Yet a woman often marries a man she has sincerely hated, and the
explanation is simple enough, perhaps, for a woman never hates a man
unless he is in some sense her master. Love and hate are kindred
passions with a woman and the depth of the one is the possible measure
of the other.

She is wise who fully understands her weapon of coquetry. She will send
her lover from her at the moment his love is strongest, and he will
often seek her in vain. She will be parsimonious with her letters and
caresses and thus keep her attraction at its height. If he is forever
unsatisfied, he will always be her lover, for satiety must precede
repulsion.

No woman need fear the effect of absence upon the man who honestly
loves her. The needle of the compass, regardless of intervening seas,
points forever toward the north. Pitiful indeed is she who fails to be a
magn