He believed that a woman could not write straight lines, and required a man to tell her that two and two made four.

I was not above ruling my books, and had Cocker a little more at my fingers' ends than he had.

But my greatest triumph has been holding my tongue.

He would have thought nothing of my books, or my sums, or my black silk gown, if I had spoken unasked.

So I have buried more sense in my bosom these ten days than ever I have uttered in the whole course of my life before.