He confounded her with such energy that the seat provided for them by the London County Council vibrated under it.

He stared sulkily out over the park a moment; he gave his cuffs a hitch as if he were going to fight somebody, and then--he let himself go.
At a blind headlong pace, lashing himself up as he went, falling furiously on civilization, the social order, women's education and women's labour, the system that threw open all doors to them, and let them be squeezed and trampled down together in the crush.

He was ready to take the nineteenth century by the throat and strangle it; he squared himself against the universe.
"What," said Miss Quincey, "do you not believe in equal chances for men and women ?" She was eager to redeem herself from the charge of flightiness.
"Equal chances?
I daresay.

But not unequal work.

The work must be unequal if the conditions are unequal.