We assume that romantic love guarantees friendship, but this biting 1896 essay argues that the average husband would rather be anywhere but his own “dove-cote.” It suggests that while men worship women as ideals, they remain too “semi-barbarous” to treat them as intellectual equals. From the hypocrisy of club life to the masks men wear in mixed company, the author dissects why nineteen out of twenty marriages lack true camaraderie. It is a cynical yet surprisingly feminist look at what it actually takes to turn a husband into a companion.