But you are a lady.
That means that many have starved and drudged in uncleanly discomfort in order that you may have white and unbroken hands, fine garments, and exquisite manners--that you may be a living fountain of those influences that soften our natures and lives.

When such a costly thing as a lady breaks down at the first touch of a firm hand, I feel justified in complaining." Gertrude walked on quickly, and said between her teeth, "I don't want to hear any of your absurd views, Mr.Trefusis." He laughed.

"My unfortunate views!" he said.

"Whenever I make an inconvenient remark it is always set aside as an expression of certain dangerous crazes with which I am supposed to be afflicted.

When I point out to Sir Charles that one of his favorite artists has not accurately observed something before attempting to draw it, he replies, 'You know our views differ on these things, Trefusis.' When I told Miss Wylie's guardian that his emigration scheme was little better than a fraud, he said, 'You must excuse me, but I cannot enter into your peculiar views.' One of my views at present is that Miss Lindsay is more amiable under the influence of hemlock than under that of the social system which has made her so unhappy." "Well!" exclaimed Gertrude, outraged.