“I ought to explain things a little.”
“You are under no obligation to explain anything. We women must help one another. It is part of the new compact.”
“Against men?”
“Against male dominance.”
“I should like to tell you some of my experiences!”
“I should like to hear them!”
Eve found it difficult to begin. She doubted whether this woman could distinguish the subtle emotional colour shades, but in this she was mistaken. She soon discovered that Mrs. Falconer was as experienced as a sympathetic Romish priest, yet the older woman seemed to look at life objectively, and to read all its permutations and combinations as a mathematician may be able to read music at sight.
“You have just worked out all the old conclusions, but there is nothing like working out a thing for oneself. It is like touching, seeing, tasting. I suppose it has made you one of the so-called fanatics?”
“I want things altered!”
“To what extent?”