Well, the atmosphere of this place was anything but seductive.

The very numbers of these human women, always in human relation, made them anything but alluring.

When, in spite of this, my hereditary instincts and race-traditions made me long for the feminine response in Ellador, instead of withdrawing so that I should want her more, she deliberately gave me a little too much of her society .-- always de-feminized, as it were.

It was awfully funny, really.
Here was I, with an Ideal in mind, for which I hotly longed, and here was she, deliberately obtruding in the foreground of my consciousness a Fact--a fact which I coolly enjoyed, but which actually interfered with what I wanted.

I see now clearly enough why a certain kind of man, like Sir Almroth Wright, resents the professional development of women.