It is because of woman’s elaborate and extensive equipment precisely for the business of Life’s multiplication, that we are justified in suspecting that her will is likely to reside in this equipment, or rather in the instinct that springs and takes its strength from it. We are justified in suspecting this, on the same principle as that which justifies us in suspecting that the will of the mole is determined by its forelegs and general correlation of bodily parts. _Provided she be healthy and well-formed_, then Woman’s will cannot help being determined by the paramount equipment of sex in her body, from which arises the reproductive instinct. Her social instinct will be subservient, docile, ready to retreat before its master the reproductive instinct on all occasions. The self-preservative instinct, too, save when she is with child, will be limited by and associated with the reproductive. And all this will be so much Woman herself, so much part of her essential being, that she will not be aware of it, _and while her reproductive instinct will guide her, she herself will misinterpret its promptings while doing its bidding_. So much so, indeed, will she misinterpret its promptings, and her unconsciousness will be so profound, so genuine, so unpretended, and so impenetrable, that it will deceive even the spectator himself, even the contemplator and observer of Woman. If she has virtues, they will be offshoots from the reproductive instinct; her vices will be the same. Her immorality, if she be capable of it, will be Life’s immorality, vital immorality, positive immorality. But what is most important in understanding Woman is, I repeat, her inevitable mental misinterpretation of these phenomena. Weininger’s book is wrong, weak, unjust, because he never lays sufficient stress on this question of the unconscious and its bearing upon the nature and conduct of Woman. Later on in this book many apparent problems in the life-conduct of Woman, many of Woman’s apparent crimes, all Woman’s so-called immorality, will be explained precisely on the basis of her unconsciousness of the true forces actuating her. There is no other explanation. There is no other way of understanding these things. Let me repeat the sort of dialogue I constantly have with the average man who is in the habit of taking things at their face value. I. How’s Miss A.? A.M. Oh, flourishing, thank you! I. What is she doing now? Is she engaged yet? A.M. No—not yet. I. Any prospects? A.M. None that I am aware of. I. Where is she? A.M. She’s attending lectures on Political Economy. I. Political Economy!—whatever for? A.M. Oh, she’s a very clever girl, and she’s interested in these subjects. I. Let me think!—how old is she? A.M. Just twenty-three. I. Well, well! I suppose she will meet plenty of fresh men at the School of Political Economy, and may find what she wants there.