They are equal to us.

Bien! One does not kneel to an equal.

A better writer than any of us says that men serve women kneeling, and when they get to their feet they go away.

We are being hauled up to our feet now.
"But-- ?" began the girl, and went no further.
"But what ?" "There will be difficulties." "No doubt," he answered, with quiet mockery.

"There always are.