“Now, you got to learn the first principles of this business, and the main thing is to look out for number one. Skin the other woman every chance you get. Lots of times they’ll stick you and by minding your own business, you’ll come out about even in the end. And you needn’t think there is anything new in a wife’s selling the groceries out of the house to get a few nickels to spend for herself. Why, when I lived in——” She stopped abruptly, then resumed. “Most grocerymen have cases of women who make a habit of padding the bills to get a few dollars returned on the sly. It’s all in the game, and you’ve got to play your end of it.” “Well, I can’t say I like that kind of a game,” I declared decidedly. “I hope the day will come soon when men and women will develop a new psychology along those lines. The first thing that should be settled after a couple become engaged is the money question. They should have a definite understanding as to how the money is to be spent after marriage, and the girl should see to it that she never drifts into a position where she must plead with some man for what rightfully belongs to her.” “That sounds very pretty, my dear, but most girls are glad enough to catch a man without taking chances by arguing over money matters—they’re too scared of being old maids.” “That’s mostly the fault of their training or, I should say, lack of training. So long as they are led to consider marriage the whole end and aim of life, I suppose they’ll go on getting into situations where they are compelled to cheat and steal and lie to secure a few paltry nickels. If I had a daughter, I should see that she was fully equipped to become a self-supporting, self-respecting member of society, a woman who would not look upon marriage as the only possible solution of life’s problems.” Mrs. Adams rolled her eyes in horror. “Good gracious, woman, you talk like one of these here suffragettes. If I had a girl that talked like that I’d disown her. Why, you want to break up the home!”