"You must be aware, Miss Marvell, that the public thinks they want defence."
"Not from us!" she said, with energy. "No one speaking for us must ever apologise for militant acts. It takes all the heart out of our people. Justify them—glory in them—as much as you like."
There was a pause.
"Then you have no more work for me?" said Lathrop at last.
"We need not, I think, trouble you again. Your cheque will of course be sent from head-quarters."
"That doesn't matter," said Lathrop, hastily.
The reflection crossed his mind that there is an insolence of women far more odious than the insolence of men.
"After all they are our inferiors! It doesn't do to let them command us," he thought, furiously.
He rose to take his leave.
"You are going up to London?"