She has always had trouble with her men ... Sooner or later they always ran out on her ... Men she recognized as having potentialities all passed through a violent but
	but temporary period of interest which ceased as abruptly as it began, without leaving even the lingering threads of mutually remembered incidence, like those brief
	thunderstorms of August that threatened and dissolved for no apparent reason without producing any rain.
		At time she speculated with the almost masculine detachment on the reason for this.. She always tried to keep their relationships on the plane which the men themselves
	seemed to prefer - certainly no woman would, and few woman could, demand less of their men than she did. She never made arbitrary demands on their time, never caused them to
	wait for her nor to see her home at inconvenient house, never made them fetch and carry for her; she feed them and flattered herself that she was a good listener. and yet - She
	thought of the women she knew; how all of them had at least one obviously entranced male; she thought of the women she had observed; how they seemed to acquire a man at will,
	and if he has failed to stay acquired, how readily they replaced him.