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"move a little faster than we originally planned, it is true, but we could rise to the challenge. We have been very successful during our first year." "Rebecca," he said, turning to face her, "I must tell you now once and for all that the school will never include girls. The idea is ridiculous. Why should we waste our time on educating females? What possible use could there be in our doing so?" She flushed. "I am a female, Philip," she said, "and I happen to feel that my life is a little more complete for my ability to read and write and compute and for my knowledge of history and of French and music." He made an impatient gesture. "You are not a member of the lower classes," he said. "Of course it is necessary for ladies to have some smattering of knowledge so that they can participate to some small degree in social conversation. For these girls, Rebecca, an education would serve no purpose at all." "Are we really such inferior creatures?" Rebecca asked very quietly. "And tell me, Philip, do I successfully participate to some small degree in social conversation? Do I save the gentlemen from the boredom of having to listen to an utter ninnyhammer all the time?" "You are becoming angry, Rebecca," Philip said calmly, "and speaking unreasonably. You know that you are twisting my words. I am not saying that these girls are useless. They have infinite value. They are God's creatures, fashioned to be a help and a comfort to their menfolk. We would spoil them by educating them, spoil their God-given beauty." "Woman achieves worth and beauty only through the service she renders her menfolk," Rebecca said. Philip almost smiled. "I could not have said it better," he said. "I must try to remember those exact words." "I will reach final fulfillment as a woman and as a person when I become your helpmeet," she said. This time he did smile. "What a beautiful idea," he said. "You will be a good wife, Rebecca. I am a fortunate man." "Poppycock!" was all Rebecca said. "I beg your pardon?" "I said, 'Poppycock!' " she repeated very distinctly. Philip frowned. "Yes, I heard you the first time," he said, "but thought I must have mistaken. I have never heard such an inelegant word on your lips." "It comes from having an education," she said. "I have read the word somewhere. I am already one of the spoiled, Philip. You know, there has always been something about you that has made me somewhat uneasy. I have never"