"And for my part, it's the emancipation, not the mere
education, that most appeals to me."
"Yes, I've always felt that," Herminia went on, letting herself out
more freely, for she felt she was face to face with a sympathetic
listener. "And for that reason, it's the question of social and
moral emancipation that interests me far more than the mere
political one,--woman's rights as they call it. Of course I'm a
member of all the woman's franchise leagues and everything of that
sort,--they can't afford to do without a single friend's name on
their lists at present; but the vote is a matter that troubles me
little in itself, what I want is to see women made fit to use it.
After all, political life fills but a small and unimportant part in
our total existence. It's the perpetual pressure of social and
ethical restrictions that most weighs down women."
Alan paused and looked hard at her. "And they tell me," he said in
a slow voice, "you're the Dean of Dunwich's daughter!"
Herminia laughed lightly,--a ringing girlish laugh. Alan noticed
it with pleasure.
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