END OF BOOK II
BOOK III
" ... Woman fearing and trembling"
[CHAPTER I]
WHAT IT MEANT TO THE WORLD'S WOMEN
In her house in the older, early-Victorian remnants of Kensington, Mrs. Hubert Armstrong sat at breakfast. Her daughter, a pretty, unintellectual girl, was pouring out tea with a suggestion of flippancy in her manner. The room was grave and somewhat formal. Portraits of Matthew Arnold, Professor Green, and Mark Pattison hung upon the sombre, olive walls.