"You have done well. Some of us who have worked for years cannot say as much—in a difficult case."
"Don't mock me; you know what I mean. Oh, Mona, how you can be in London and not go back to your work is more than I can imagine."
"Yes? That is interesting, but not strictly to the point. What did you do when you left the dissecting-room?"
"Attended a physiology lecture, delivered by a young man who kept his eyes on the ceiling, and never moved a muscle of his face, unless it was absolutely necessary."
"I know," said Mona, laughing; "but he knew exactly what was going on in the room all the time, and was doubtless wondering who the new and intelligent student was. He is delightful."
"He seemed nice," said Doris judicially, "and he certainly was very clever; but it would be much better to have women lecturers."
"That's true. But not unless they did the work every whit as well as men. You must not forget, dear, that a good laundress helps on the 'cause' of women better than a bad doctor or lecturer."
"Oh, I know that. But there must be plenty of women capable of lecturing on physiology."
Mona shrugged her shoulders.
"More things go to making a good physiology lecturer than you imagine,—a great many more," she added impressively.