The bag would have been perfectly effective if I had not caught it in my teeth as they drew it over my shoulders.

It did not take long to bite a hole in it, nor much longer to move my head about until I had the hole in front of my right eye, after which I was able to see fairly well where they were leading me.
Women of most lands are less generous than men to any one in their power.

Men would have been satisfied to let me follow them along or march in front of them, provided I went fast enough to suit them, but those vixens hardly treated me as human.

Perhaps they thought that unless they beat, shoved, prodded and kicked me all the way along those corridors and up the gilded stairs I might forget who held the upper hand for the moment; but I think not.

I think it was simply sex-venom--the half-involuntary vengeance that the under-dog inflicts on the other when positions are reversed.