She was about to launch into an argument which would have made them both feel bitterly against each other, and to define sensations which had no such importance as words were bound to give them when Hewet led her thoughts in a different direction.
"I've often walked along the streets where people live all in a row, and one house is exactly like another house, and wondered what on earth the women were doing inside," he said.

"Just consider: it's the beginning of the twentieth century, and until a few years ago no woman had ever come out by herself and said things at all.

There it was going on in the background, for all those thousands of years, this curious silent unrepresented life.

Of course we're always writing about women--abusing them, or jeering at them, or worshipping them; but it's never come from women themselves.

I believe we still don't know in the least how they live, or what they feel, or what they do precisely.