“But how——”
“By segregating the sexes, massing ourselves against the men, by refusing them everything that they desire as men. We shall use the political machinery as well. Man is the active principle, woman more passive, but passivity must win if it remains obdurate. Why have women always surrendered or sold themselves? Haven’t we that in us which gives us the right to rule?”
“Motherhood?”
“Yes, motherhood! We are the true creators.”
“But men——”
“The best of them shall serve.”
“And how can you be sure of persuading all women to mass themselves into one sisterhood?”
“That is just the problem we have to deal with. It will be solved so soon as the ordinary woman is taught to think woman’s thought.”
Eve lay mute, thinking. It was very easy to theorise on these lines, but what about human nature? Could one count, even in the distant future, on the ordered solidarity of a whole sex? Would every woman be above her own impulses, above the lure of the emotions? It seemed to Eve that Mrs. Falconer who talked of developments as being obvious, was overlooking the most obvious of opponents—Nature.
“But do you think that men will ever accept such a state of things?”