James said nothing but gave me a curious look before introducing his friend. “Victoria, I hope you do not mind my taking the liberty of bringing a guest, but I believe the two of you will have much in common.” He addressed the older woman. “Mrs. Virginia Minor, this is Mrs. Victoria Woodhull. Mrs. Minor leads a group of local suffragists. Mrs. Woodhull has expressed an interest in helping women gain more rights but does not know where to start.”
She approached me with an almost regal bearing, regarding me as though she knew in the very fiber of her being that she had been ordained to impart her wisdom to me. The woman’s high eyebrows gave her an air of perpetual surprise but also lent her a disarming quality of openness and curiosity, which I found appealing.
I rose and took both of Mrs.
