Pretty good people,
I think!"
"You'll find they have their faults too," Terry insisted; and
partly in self-defense, we all three began to look for those faults
of theirs. We had been very strong on this subject before we got
there--in those baseless speculations of ours.
"Suppose there is a country of women only," Jeff had put it,
over and over. "What'll they be like?"
And we had been cocksure as to the inevitable limitations, the
faults and vices, of a lot of women. We had expected them to be
given over to what we called "feminine vanity"--"frills and
furbelows," and we found they had evolved a costume more
perfect than the Chinese dress, richly beautiful when so desired,
always useful, of unfailing dignity and good taste.
We had expected a dull submissive monotony, and found a
daring social inventiveness far beyond our own, and a mechanical
and scientific development fully equal to ours.
We had expected pettiness, and found a social consciousness
besides which our nations looked like quarreling children--
feebleminded ones at that.
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