and if they ask for anything else, they should be taken from the
window."

"I don't agree with you." Mr. Garrott filled his fork with mushrooms
and raised it to his mouth. "The Turks carry their restraint too far.
Women should have more liberty than is given them in Turkey. They add
color to life, add to its--"

"Uncertainties." Selwyn made effort to control the smile the others
found uncontrollable. "In your country, now, the woman-question is
interesting, exciting. There they do things, smash things, make a
noise, keep you guessing. Over here their behavior is much less
entertaining. Their attitude is one of investigation as well as
demand. They have developed an unreasonable desire to know things;
know why they are as they are; why they should continue to be what they
have been. They are preparing themselves by first-hand knowledge and
information to tell what most of us do not want to hear."

Selwyn's eyes again for a moment held mine, and in my face I felt hot
color creeping. Never before had he defended, even with satire, what
he had told me a hundred times was folly on my part. He turned to Mr.
Garrott.

"Why on earth perfectly comfortable, supposedly Christian human beings
should want personally to know anything about uncomfortable, unfit,
under-paid ones--"

"Oh, but I think they ought to!" Again the pretty little creature in
green chiffon nodded toward me. "But you won't let Miss Heath have a
chance to say anything! Some one told me such queer people came to see