One feels a demanding severity the opposite of authentic esteem for an individual who is loved in his freedom and humanity, whereas a woman kneeling before her male can very well pride herself on 'knowing how to deal with him,' or 'handle him,' and she complaisantly flatters his 'weaknesses' without his losing prestige; this is the proof that she does not feel friendship for his individual person as expressed in his real acts; blindly she bows to the general essence