"Why not? She is a woman."
"And how may a woman be better able to divine events?"
"She feels."
"Do not men also feel?"
"But feeling is the way a woman gets at the truth. Men go by another road."
"But is not the other road a safer one?"
The girl laughed. "The English think it is. We are not so certain. I see you trudge along it, and I know that you are safe—ever so safe—but, are you happy?"
She put out her hands toward the land. "You have made everything in this great, solid island safe. Even one's marriage is a thing to be managed by the chief justice. Do you think one ought to go to the altar by this other road?"
"But why should one follow one's reason in every other thing and abandon it in this?"
The girl's face became thoughtful.