“I made up my mind that till I was of age I would go on studying, and at the same time see something of the world and of society.”
“Certainly,” said Caroline, wondering what her inscrutable daughter was coming to.
“And having done this, I wish to devote myself to the study of medicine.”
“Be a lady doctor, Janet!”
“Mother, you are surely above all the commonplace, old world nonsense!”
“I don’t think I am, Janet. I don’t think your father would have wished it.”
“He would have gone on with the spirit of the times, mother; men do, while women stand still.”
“I don’t think he would in this.”
“I think he would, if he knew me, and the issues and stake, and how his other children are failing him.”
“Janet!”—and the colour flushed into her mother’s face—“I don’t quite know what you mean; but it is time we came to an understanding.”