I like women, I never run them down as somehow inferior to men, and I have contempt for men who do. And I think, for one thing, that women are just as principled as men-but they sure as hell aren't the same kind of principles. ... With no trouble at all Kate saw through the transparency to the truth-the feminine truth-underneath the serious pretense. She knew this was really a great, big expensive fascinating toy; we were all of us playing with it, and like a determined tomboy on a playground shouldering her way into a circle of boys, she was damn well going to play, too.