What is all this boasted chivalry--these fine words and vague phrases?
Where is it when we wish to put it to the test?
Man in the abstract will do anything to help a woman.

Of course.

How does it work when his pocket is touched?
Where is his chivalry then?
Will the doctors help her to qualify?
will the lawyers help her to be called to the bar?
will the clergy tolerate her in the Church?
Oh, it is close your ranks then and refer poor woman to her mission! Her mission! To be thankful for coppers and not to interfere with the men while they grabble for gold, like swine round a trough, that is man's reading of the mission of women.

You may sit there and sneer, Charles, while you look upon your victim, but you know that it is truth, every word of it." Terrified as they were by this sudden torrent of words, the two gentlewomen could not but smile at the sight of the fiery, domineering victim and the big apologetic representative of mankind who sat meekly bearing all the sins of his sex.

The lady struck a match, whipped a cigarette from a case upon the mantelpiece, and began to draw the smoke into her lungs.
"I find it very soothing when my nerves are at all ruffled," she explained.