After the Storm

"No," answered Mrs. Lloyd--"at our sides, as equals."

"And beyond that," said Mrs. Talbot, "we want them to give us as

much freedom in the world as they take for themselves. They come in

and go out when they please, and submit to no questioning on our

part. Very well; I don't object; only I claim the same right for

myself. 'I will ask my husband.' Don't you hear this said every day?

Pah! I'm always tempted to cut the acquaintance of a woman when I

hear these words from her lips. Does a man, when a friend asks him

to do anything or go anywhere, say, 'I'll ask my wife?' Not he. A

lady who comes occasionally to our weekly reunions, but whose

husband is too much of a man to put himself down to the level of our

set, is permitted the enjoyment of an evening with us, now and then,

on one condition."

"Condition!" There was a throb of indignant feeling in the voice of

Mrs. Lloyd.

"Yes, on condition that no male visitor at my house shall accompany

her home. A carriage is sent for her precisely at ten o'clock, when

she must leave, and alone."

"Humiliating!" ejaculated Mrs. Lloyd.

"Isn't it? I can scarcely have patience with her. Major Willard has,

at my instance, several times made an effort to accompany her, and

once actually entered her carriage. But the lady commanded him to

retire, or she would leave the carriage herself. Of course, when she

took that position, the gallant major had to leave the field."

"Such a restriction would scarce have suited my fancy," said Mrs.

Lloyd.

"Nor mine. What do you think of that?" And Mrs. Talbot looked into

the face of Mrs. Emerson, whose color had risen beyond its usual

tone.

"Circumstances alter cases," replied the latter, crushing out all

feeling from her voice and letting it fall into a dead level of

indifference.

"But circumstances don't alter facts, my dear. There are the hard

facts of restrictions and conditions, made by a man, and applied to

his equal, a woman. Does she say to him, You can't go to your club

unless you return alone in your carriage, and leave the club-house

precisely at ten o'clock? Oh no. He would laugh in her face, or,

perhaps, consult the family physician touching her sanity."

This mode of putting the question rather bewildered the mind of our

young wife, and she dropped her eyes from those of Mrs. Talbot and

sat looking upon the floor in silence.

"Can't you get your husband to release you from this engagement of

which you have spoken?" asked Mrs. Lloyd. "I should like above all

things to meet you to-morrow evening."

Mrs. Emerson smiled as she answered, "Husbands have rights, young know, as well as wives. We must consult

their pleasure sometimes, as well as our own."