'"Crabbed age", papa; that makes all the difference in the world,' said Bess quickly; for she loved poetry, and read the best.
'Wouldst thou see fresh roses grow In a reverend bed of snow ?' quoted Mr March, as Josie came and perched on the other arm, looking like a very thorny little rose; for she had been having a hot discussion with Ted, and had got the worst of it.
'Grandpa, must women always obey men and say they are the wisest, just because they are the strongest ?' she cried, looking fiercely at her cousin, who came stalking up with a provoking smile on the boyish face that was always very comical atop of that tall figure.
'Well, my dear, that is the old-fashioned belief, and it will take some time to change it.

But I think the woman's hour has struck; and it looks to me as if the boys must do their best, for the girls are abreast now, and may reach the goal first,' answered Mr March, surveying with paternal satisfaction the bright faces of the young women, who were among the best students in the college.
'The poor little Atalantas are sadly distracted and delayed by the obstacles thrown in their way--not golden apples, by any means--but I think they will stand a fair chance when they have learned to run better,' laughed Uncle Laurie, stroking Josie's breezy hair, which stood up like the fur of an angry kitten.
'Whole barrels of apples won't stop me when I start, and a dozen Teds won't trip me up, though they may try.

I'll show him that a woman can act as well, if not better, than a man.

It has been done, and will be again; and I'll never own that my brain isn't as good as his, though it may be smaller,' cried the excited young person.
'If you shake your head in that violent way you'll addle what brains you have got; and I'd take care of 'em, if I were you,' began teasing Ted.
'What started this civil war ?' asked Grandpapa, with a gentle emphasis on the adjective, which caused the combatants to calm their ardour a little.
'Why, we were pegging away at the Iliad and came to where Zeus tells Juno not to inquire into his plans or he'll whip her, and Jo was disgusted because Juno meekly hushed up.

I said it was all right, and agreed with the old fellow that women didn't know much and ought to obey men,' explained Ted, to the great amusement of his hearers.
'Goddesses may do as they like, but those Greek and Trojan women were poor-spirited things if they minded men who couldn't fight their own battles and had to be hustled off by Pallas, and Venus, and Juno, when they were going to get beaten.