"Women hate [her]," he said plainly, as if repeating something we both already knew.
"Hate her?" The thought baffled me. "Why?"
[. . .] "Think of it. She's pretty and charming. Men crowd round her like a stag in rut." He made a flippant gesture. "Women are bound to resent it."
Because you know, beautiful, sexually attractive women can't possibly be friends with other women. Wouldn't do.
Let's just say, I gave up soon after.
