Sometimes the more love, the
less acquaintance! And sometimes the more acquaintance, the less
love! Besides, at first there are always the notes of thanks for
the wedding-presents to be written, and the letters of
congratulation to be answered, and it is awfully hard to make each
one sound a little different from the others and perfectly natural.
Then, you know, everybody seems to suspect you of the folly of being
newly married. You run across your friends everywhere, and they
grin when they see you. You can't help feeling as if a lot of
people were watching you through opera-glasses, or taking snap-shots
at you with a kodak. It is absurd to imagine that the first month
must be the real honeymoon. And just suppose it were,--what bad
luck that would be! What would there be to look forward to?"
Every word that fell from her lips seemed to me like the wisdom of
Diotima.
"You are right," I cried; "Portia could not hold a candle to you for
clear argument. Besides, suppose two people are imprudent enough to
get married in the first week of December, as we did!--what becomes
of the chronological honeymoon then? There is no fishing in
December, and all the rivers of Paradise, at least in our latitude,
are frozen up. No, my lady, we will discover our month of honey by
the empirical method.
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