Notice the words: _The man of distinction to whom this book is
dedicated_. Need I say: “You are that man.”—THE AUTHOR.
The woman who may be induced by the title of this book to open it, can
save herself the trouble; she has already read the work without knowing
it. A man, however malicious he may possibly be, can never say about a
woman as much good or as much evil as they themselves think. If, in
spite of this notice, a woman will persist in reading the volume, she
ought to be prevented by delicacy from despising the author, from the
very moment that he, forfeiting the praise which most artists welcome,
has in a certain way engraved on the title page of his book the prudent
inscription written on the portal of certain establishments: _Ladies
must not enter_.