“By the teeth, of course.”
“Which teeth?”
Jinny flushed. She really did not know, and that made her only angrier: “If I wanted your help in my affairs, I should have asked you.”
“Well, there’s nothing to be mad about.”
“There is everything to be mad about. How did you know he wanted me to get a horse? Only because I told you. And then you go to him and interfere with my business and insinuate I’m incapable.”
“It’s not so much you’re incapable——” he began.
“It’s because a woman’s place isn’t the cattle-market, I know. But why can’t we buy cows as well as butter, and horses as well as horse-collars?”
“Because only men go—and it’s rough.”
“Well then, let women go and it won’t be.”
“And do you want women to be horsemen too, get up at four o’clock and go ploughing?”