"Oh, no," said Gwendolen, indifferently, finding all places alike undescribable as soon as she imagined herself and her husband in them. "I only wondered how long you would like this."
"I like yachting longer than anything else," said Grandcourt; "and I had none last year. I suppose you are beginning to tire of it. Women are so confoundedly whimsical. They expect everything to give way to them."
"Oh, dear, no!" said Gwendolen, letting out her scorn in a flute-like tone. "I never expect you to give way."

"Oh, no," said Gwendolen, indifferently, finding all places alike undescribable as soon as she imagined her husband in them. "I only wondered how long you would like this."
"I like yachting longer than anything else," said Grandcourt. "I suppose you are beginning to tire of it. Women are so confoundedly whimsical. They expect everything to give way to them."
"Oh, dear, no!" said Gwendolen, letting out her scorn in a flute-like tone. "I never expect you to give way."
