A woman must
accept the guidance of a man; she must take the man's word for the
things that he understands. 'But suppose the man is _wrong?_' I
said; and there we stopped--there we shall stop always, I begin to
fear. I agree with him that woman should obey man--so long as man is
right!"
4. Her letters did not all deal with this problem. In spite of the
sewing, she found time to read a number of books, and we argued
about these. Then, too, she had been probing her young doctor, and
had made interesting discoveries about him. For one thing, he was
full of awe and admiration for her; and her awakening mind found
material for speculation in this.
"Here is this young man; he thinks he is a scientist, he rather
prides himself upon being cold-blooded; yet a cunning woman could
twist him round her finger. He had an unhappy love-affair when he
was young, so he confided to me; and now, in his need and
loneliness, a beautiful woman is transformed into something
supernatural in his imagination--she is like a shimmering
soap-bubble, that he blows with his own breath. I know that I could
never get him to see the real truth about me; I might tell him that
I have let myself be tied up in a golden net--but he would only
marvel at my spirituality.
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