'Doin' pretty well fur a dumb lady!'
'Would you have women magistrates?'
She was stumped by the suddenness of the query.
'Haw! haw! Magistrates and judges! Women!'
'Let 'em prove first they're able to——'
It was more than the shabby art-student could stand.
'The schools are full of them!' he shouted. 'Where's their Michael Angelo? They study music by thousands: where's their Beethoven? Where's their Plato? Where's the woman Shakespeare?'
'Where's their Harry Lauder?'
At last a name that stirred the general enthusiasm.
'Who is Harry Lauder?' Jean asked her aunt.