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"Let us hope that she will be a great benefactor of her own sex then, and do great good," said the gentle Lady Fulda. "Amen!" Ideala ejaculated fervently. Mrs. Carne tried to put off her agreeable society smile and put on her Sunday-in-church expression, but was not in time. When we only assume an attitude once a week, be it mental or physical, we do not fall into it readily on a sudden.
We soon found that Ideala, having at last put her hand to the plough, worked with a will, and although she was true to her principle that a woman's best work is done beneath the surface, I think her own labours will eventually make themselves felt with a good result in the world.
I have tasted enough of that to know what it would be a sordid triumph, a mere personal thing." "Ideala does not think that it is necessarily as a literary woman that you will succeed," Angelica answered. "I thought it was because all the indications you have given of special capacity seem to me to lie in that direction. However, versatile people make mistakes sometimes.
I wouldn't live with him." "Ideala won't shirk her duty because it is hard and unpalatable," I answered. "I believe she likes it!" Claudia exclaimed; and then, smiling at her own inconsistency, she explained, "I mean if she really is miserable she ought to speak and let us do something." "It is contrary to her principles.
But, at any rate, everything is being done that should be done, and you talk nonsense, my dear" looking at Ideala severely "because you don't know anything about it." "The faults we are hardest on in others are those we are most conscious of in ourselves perhaps because we know how easy it would be to conquer them," Ideala observed vaguely.
She means to address mature men and women." "That is brave and good," said Ideala. "What is the subject?" "I don't know," said Angelica; "but she is certain to put some of herself into it." "If by that you mean some of her personal experiences, I should think you are wrong," said Ideala.
The woman muttered something which Ideala fortunately did not hear, and let them pass. They went upstairs to the very top of the house, and entered a low room, furnished with a broken chair and a small bed only. On the bed lay a girl, who, in spite of disease and approaching death, looked not more than twenty, and was probably two years younger.
"And one can approve of capital punishment without having the nerve to see it inflicted, I suppose," Ideala commented, "and be convinced that it would be good for the human race to have a certain number of their children drowned, like kittens, every year, and yet not be able to see a single one disposed of in that way without risking one's own life to save it.
If any crying abuse were brought to light in the old Cathedral city; if any large measure of reform were set on foot; if the local papers suddenly became eloquent in favour of some good movement, and adroit in their powers of persuasion; if burdens had to be lifted from the oppressed, and the weak defended against great odds, you might be sure that Ideala was busy, and her work could be detected in it all.
The audience knew what the actress meant, but we did not understand Ideala, and yet we applauded by laying our best before her, and acknowledged the charm of her presence in every word. She spoke very little, however. Indeed, I remember nothing she said until we went to the drawing-room.
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