midnight
The lady had gone . It was evident that she considered me unworthy of further attention . After my interview with Xanthippe , I hesitated to approach the type-writer for a week or two . It did a great deal of clicking after the midnight hour had struck , and I was consumed with curiosity to know what was going on , but I did not wish to meet Mrs. Socrates again , so I held aloof until Boswell should have served his sentence . I was no longer afraid of the woman , but I do fear the good fellow of the weaker sex , and I deemed it just as well to keep out of any and all disputes that might arise from a casual conversation with a creature of that sort . An agreement with a real good fellow , even when it ends in a row , is more or less diverting ; but a disputation with a female good fellow places a man at a disadvantage . The argumentum ad hominem is not an easy thing with men , but with women it is impossible .