All I can do, once I set foot on English soil, is to pour tea and ask my lords how they like it. D’you take sugar? D’you take cream? And mincing out the words, she was horrified to perceive how low an opinion she was forming of the other sex, the manly, to which it had once been here pride to belong. “To fall from a masthead, “ she thought, “ because you see a woman’s ankle; to dress up like a Guy Fawkes and parade the streets, so that women may praise you; to deny a woman teaching lest she may laugh at you; to be slave of the frailest chit in petticoats and yet go about as if you were the Lords of creation – Heavens!” she thought,” what fools they make of us – what fools we are!” And here it would seem from some ambiguity in here terms that she was censuring both sexes equally, as if she belonged to neither; and indeed, for the time being, she seemed to vacillate; she was a man; she was a woman; she knew the secrets, shared the weaknesses of each. It was a most bewildering and whirligig state of mind to be in. The comforts of ignorance seemed utterly denied her.