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It is n't how not to do things but how to do them that is important to a woman . It is n't what she does but how she does it that matters . She may commit a highway murder or low down burglary ; and if she does it in a ruffled skirt and a picture hat any man will forgive her . Her morals may be as crooked and dark as a lane at midnight ; but if her manners are smooth and gentle and guileless and tender she can deceive the cleverest man alive into believing her a nun . It is n't what she says but how she says it that counts . There are some women who could read your death warrant or repeat the multiplication table in such a confiding voice and with such a tender glance that you would want to take them in your arms and thank them for it . It is n't what a woman wears but how she wears it ; it 's not her beauty nor her talents nor her frocks that make her fascinating , but her ways , the little earmarks of femininity that God put on every creature born to wear petticoats ; and if she 's got those she may be a Lucretia Borgia or a Bloody Mary at heart ; she may be brown or yellow or pale green ; she may be old or young , big or little , stupid or clever , and still wear a beautiful halo .