I believed I had opened to him a new world of thought.

He had listened long to the complaints of women, but from the lips of his own daughter they had come with a deeper pathos and power.

At last, turning abruptly, he said: "Surely you have had a happy, comfortable life, with all your wants and needs supplied; and yet that speech fills me with self-reproach; for one might naturally ask, how can a young woman, tenderly brought up, who has had no bitter personal experience, feel so keenly the wrongs of her sex?
Where did you learn this lesson ?" "I learned it here," I replied, "in your office, when a child, listening to the complaints women made to you.

They who have sympathy and imagination to make the sorrows of others their own can readily learn all the hard lessons of life from the experience of others." "Well, well!" he said, "you have made your points clear and strong; but I think I can find you even more cruel laws than those you have quoted." He suggested some improvements in my speech, looked up other laws, and it was one o'clock in the morning before we kissed each other good-night.

How he felt on the question after that I do not know, as he never said anything in favor of or against it.