The Angel and the Author, and others by Jerome K. (Jerome Klapka) Jerome
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"Because, my dear, you are a little man." Should she break them, he was not to smack her head or kick her--as his instinct might prompt him to do. He was just to say: "Oh, it is of no consequence at all," and to look as if he meant it. [Doctor says she is not to be bothered.] She was always to choose the game--to have the biggest apple. There was much more of a similar nature. It was all because he was a little man and she was a little woman. At the end he looked up, puzzled: "But don't she do anything, 'cos she's a little girl?" It was explained to him that she didn't. By right of being born a little girl she was exempt from all duty. Woman nowadays is not taking any duty. She objects to housekeeping; she calls it domestic slavery, and feels she was intended for higher things. What higher things she does not condescend to explain. One or two wives of my acquaintance have persuaded their husbands that these higher things are all-important. The home has been given up. In company with other strivers after higher things, they live now in dismal barracks differing but little from a glorified Bloomsbury lodging-house. But they call them "Mansions" or "Courts," and seem proud of the address. They are not bothered with servants--with housekeeping. The idea of the modern woman is that she is not to be |
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