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There were a few regular men, constants; men who had been at Cambridge with Clifford. There was Tommy Dukes, who had remained in the army, and was a Brigadier-General.[33] “The army leaves me time to think, and saves me from having to face the battle of life,” he said.

There was Charles May, an Irishman, who wrote scientifically about stars. There was Hammond, another writer. All were about the same age as Clifford; the young intellectuals of the day. They all believed in the life of the mind. What you did apart from that was your private affair, and didn’t much matter. No one thinks of inquiring of another person at what hour he retires to the privy. It isn’t interesting to anyone but the person concerned.

And so with most of the matters of ordinary life… how you make your money, or whether you love your wife, or if you have “affairs”. All these matters concern only the person concerned, and, like going to the privy, have no interest for anyone else.

“The whole point about the sexual problem,” said Hammond, who was a tall thin fellow with a wife and two children, but much more closely connected with a typewriter, “is that there is no point to it. Strictly there is no problem. We don’t want to follow a man into the w. c., so why should we want to follow him into bed with a woman? And therein lies the problem. If we took no more notice of the one thing than the other, there’d be no problem. It’s all utterly senseless and pointless; a matter of misplaced curiosity.”

“Quite, Hammond, quite! But if someone starts making love to Julia, you begin to simmer; and if he goes on, you are soon at boiling point.”… Julia was Hammond’s wife.

“Why, exactly! So I should be if he began to urinate in a corner of my drawing-room. There’s a place for all these things.”

“You mean you wouldn’t mind if he made love to Julia in some discreet alcove?”

Charlie May was slightly satirical, for he had flirted a very little with Julia, and Hammond had cut up very roughly.

“Of course I should mind. Sex is a private thing between me and Julia; and of course I should mind anyone else trying to mix in.”