"It's not. It's great. I used to think so myself, but I've changed my mind."
"Oh, Lilli, I think it's terrible. A suffragette? But what an unnatural lot of women you must go around with."
"They're not," said Lilli, loud in defense of her associates.
"A lot of Plain Janes and No Nonsense with their hair all screwed back. I know. And all walking on one another's petticoats. Suffragette Sallies! What are they for? Tell me that."
"Hasn't it never struck you there's a whole heap of girls in this world that's got nothing to do?"
Lilli spoke sadly. There was a life's disillusionment in the question.
"Yes; but that doesn't say they should go making sights of themselves, shouting and hollering. Get out! Besides, what's the Salvation Army done?"
"No, and I don't want to understand."
"Why don't you come round to our club? I'll introduce you to Miss Bailey."