“But really, Michael, really, you must stop and think!” cried the girl earnestly. “You could carry me off my feet, I dare say, soul and body, but it may be bitter bad business for all that. These things done in that romantic rush, like Mr. Smith’s, they⁠—they do attract women, I don’t deny it. As you say, we’re all telling the truth tonight. They’ve attracted poor Mary, for one. They attract me, Michael. But the cold fact remains: imprudent marriages do lead to long unhappiness and disappointment⁠—you’ve got used to your drinks and things⁠—I shan’t be pretty much longer⁠—”