“Then we must call early. We both intended to see her after breakfast.”
"Oh, indeed!” The Doctor looked pleased.
“You know, pa,” said Ida, "it seems to us that we really have a very great advantage in having Mrs. Westmacott living so near.”
“Why so, dear?”
“Well, because she is so advanced, you know. lf we only study her ways we may advance ourselves also.”
“I think I have heard you say, papa,” Clara remarked, “that she is the type of the woman of the future.”
“I am very pleased to hear you speak so sensibly, my dears. I certainly think that she is a woman whom you may very well take as your model. The more intimate you are with her the better pleased I shall be.”
“Then that is settled,” said Clara demurely, and the talk drifted to other matters.
All the morning the two girls sat extracting from Mrs. Westmacott her most extreme view as to the duty of the one sex and the tyranny of the other. Absolute equality, even in details, was her ideal. Enough of the parrot cry of unwomanly and unmaidenly. It had been invented by man to scare woman away when she poached too nearly upon his precious preserves. Every woman should be independent. Every woman should learn a trade. It was
