Jeff was for bringing them to our country for the religious and the civil ceremony, but neither Celis nor the others would consent.
"We can't expect them to want to go with us--yet," said Terry sagely.
"Wait a bit, boys.

We've got to take 'em on their own terms--if at all." This, in rueful reminiscence of his repeated failures.
"But our time's coming," he added cheerfully.

"These women have never been mastered, you see--" This, as one who had made a discovery.
"You'd better not try to do any mastering if you value your chances," I told him seriously; but he only laughed, and said, "Every man to his trade!" We couldn't do anything with him.

He had to take his own medicine.
If the lack of tradition of courtship left us much at sea in our wooing, we found ourselves still more bewildered by lack of tradition of matrimony.
And here again, I have to draw on later experience, and as deep an acquaintance with their culture as I could achieve, to explain the gulfs of difference between us.
Two thousand years of one continuous culture with no men.

Back of that, only traditions of the harem.