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rage at having forgotten himself, and recoils so hastily that he
stumbles back into his seat on the ottoman]. Aha! Now I know
how to deal with you. What a fool I was not to think of it
before! You can’t take away the knowledge you gave me. You
said I had a finer ear than you. And I can be civil and kind to
people, which is more than you can. Aha! That’s done you,
Henry Higgins, it has. Now I don’t care that [snapping her
fingers] for your bullying and your big talk. I’ll advertize it in
the papers that your duchess is only a flower girl that you
taught, and that she’ll teach anybody to be a duchess just the
same in six months for a thousand guineas. Oh, when I think
of myself crawling under your feet and being trampled on
and called names, when all the time I had only to lift up my
finger to be as good as you, I could just kick myself.
HIGGINS 
[wondering at her] You damned impudent slut,
you! But it’s better than snivelling; better than fetching slip-
pers and finding spectacles, isn’t it? [Rising] By George, Eliza,
I said I’d make a woman of you; and I have. I like you like this.
LIZA
. Yes: you turn round and make up to me now that I’m
not afraid of you, and can do without you.
HIGGINS
. Of course I do, you little fool. Five minutes ago
you were like a millstone round my neck. Now you’re a tower
of strength: a consort battleship. You and I and Pickering
will be three old bachelors together instead of only two men
and a silly girl.
Mrs. Higgins returns, dressed for the wedding. Eliza instantly
becomes cool and elegant.
MRS. HIGGINS
. The carriage is waiting, Eliza. Are you
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LIZA
. Quite. Is the Professor coming?
MRS. HIGGINS
. Certainly not. He can’t behave himself in
church. He makes remarks out loud all the time on the
clergyman’s pronunciation.
LIZA
. Then I shall not see you again, Professor. Good bye.
[She goes to the door].
MRS. HIGGINS 
[coming to Higgins] Good-bye, dear.
HIGGINS
. Good-bye, mother. [He is about to kiss her, when
he recollects something]. Oh, by the way, Eliza, order a ham
and a Stilton cheese, will you? And buy me a pair of reindeer
gloves, number eights, and a tie to match that new suit of
mine, at Eale & Binman’s. You can choose the color. [His
cheerful, careless, vigorous voice shows that he is incorrigible].
LIZA 
[disdainfully] Buy them yourself. [She sweeps out].
MRS. HIGGINS
. I’m afraid you’ve spoiled that girl, Henry.
But never mind, dear: I’ll buy you the tie and gloves.
HIGGINS 
[sunnily] Oh, don’t bother. She’ll buy em all right
enough. Good-bye.
They kiss. Mrs. Higgins runs out. Higgins, left alone, rattles his
cash in his pocket; chuckles; and disports himself in a highly self-
satisfied manner.
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The rest of the story need not be shown in action,
and indeed, would hardly need telling if our imagina-
tions were not so enfeebled by their lazy dependence
on the ready-makes and reach-me-downs of the
ragshop in which Romance keeps its stock of “happy
endings” to misfit all stories. Now, the history of Eliza
Doolittle, though called a romance because of the
transfiguration it records seems exceedingly improb-
able, is common enough. Such transfigurations have
been achieved by hundreds of resolutely ambitious
young women since Nell Gwynne set them the ex-
ample by playing queens and fascinating kings in the
theatre in which she began by selling oranges. Nev-
ertheless, people in all directions have assumed, for
no other reason than that she became the heroine of
a romance, that she must have married the hero of
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drama, if acted on such a thoughtless assumption,
must be spoiled, but because the true sequel is patent
to anyone with a sense of human nature in general,
and of feminine instinct in particular.
Eliza, in telling Higgins she would not marry him if
he asked her, was not coquetting: she was announc-
ing a well-considered decision. When a bachelor in-
terests, and dominates, and teaches, and becomes
important to a spinster, as Higgins with Eliza, she
always, if she has character enough to be capable of
it, considers very seriously indeed whether she will
play for becoming that bachelor’s wife, especially if
he is so little interested in marriage that a determined
and devoted woman might capture him if she set
herself resolutely to do it. Her decision will depend a
good deal on whether she is really free to choose;
and that, again, will depend on her age and income.
If she is at the end of her youth, and has no security
for her livelihood, she will marry him because she
must marry anybody who will provide for her. But at
Eliza’s age a good-looking girl does not feel that pres-
sure; she feels free to pick and choose. She is there-
fore guided by her instinct in the matter. Eliza’s in-
stinct tells her not to marry Higgins. It does not tell
her to give him up. It is not in the slightest doubt as to
his remaining one of the strongest personal interests
in her life. It would be very sorely strained if there
was another woman likely to supplant her with him.
But as she feels sure of him on that last point, she
has no doubt at all as to her course, and would not
have any, even if the difference of twenty years in
age, which seems so great to youth, did not exist
between them.
As our own instincts are not appealed to by her
conclusion, let us see whether we cannot discover
some reason in it. When Higgins excused his indif-
ference to young women on the ground that they had
an irresistible rival in his mother, he gave the clue to
his inveterate old-bachelordom. The case is uncom-
mon only to the extent that remarkable mothers are
uncommon. If an imaginative boy has a sufficiently
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nity of character without harshness, and a cultivated
sense of the best art of her time to enable her to
make her house beautiful, she sets a  standard for
him against which very few women can struggle,
besides effecting for him a disengagement of his af-
fections, his sense of beauty, and his idealism from
his specifically sexual impulses. This makes him a
standing puzzle to the huge number of uncultivated
people who have been brought up in tasteless homes
by commonplace or disagreeable parents, and to
whom, consequently, literature, painting, sculpture,
music, and affectionate personal relations come as
modes of sex if they come at all. The word passion
means nothing else to them; and that Higgins could
have a passion for phonetics and idealize his mother
instead of Eliza, would seem to them absurd and
unnatural. Nevertheless, when we look round and
see that hardly anyone is too ugly or disagreeable to
find a wife or a husband if he or she wants one, whilst
many old maids and bachelors are above the aver-
age in quality and culture, we cannot help suspect-
ing that the disentanglement of sex from the asso-
ciations with which it is so commonly confused, a
disentanglement which persons of genius achieve by
sheer intellectual analysis, is sometimes produced
or aided by parental fascination.
Now, though Eliza was incapable of thus explain-
ing to herself Higgins’s formidable powers of resis-
tance to the charm that prostrated Freddy at the first
glance, she was instinctively aware that she could
never obtain a complete grip of him, or come between
him and his mother (the first necessity of the married
woman). To put it shortly, she knew that for some
mysterious reason he had not the makings of a mar-
ried man in him, according to her conception of a
husband as one to whom she would be his nearest
and fondest and warmest interest. Even had there
been no mother-rival, she would still have refused to
accept an interest in herself that was secondary to
philosophic interests. Had Mrs. Higgins died, there
would still have been Milton and the Universal Al-
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greatest power of loving, love is a secondary affair,
would not have recommended Landor to Eliza. Put
that along with her resentment of Higgins’s domineer-
ing superiority, and her mistrust of his coaxing clev-
erness in getting round her and evading her wrath
when he had gone too far with his impetuous bully-
ing, and you will see that Eliza’s instinct had good
grounds for warning her not to marry her Pygmalion.
And now, whom did Eliza marry? For if Higgins was
a predestinate old bachelor, she was most certainly
not a predestinate old maid. Well, that can be told
very shortly to those who have not guessed it from
the indications she has herself given them.
Almost immediately after Eliza is stung into pro-
claiming her considered determination not to marry
Higgins, she mentions the fact that young Mr.
Frederick Eynsford Hill is pouring out his love for her
daily through the post. Now Freddy is young, practi-
cally twenty years younger than Higgins: he is a
gentleman (or, as Eliza would qualify him, a toff), and
speaks like one; he is nicely dressed, is treated by
the Colonel as an equal, loves her unaffectedly, and
is not her master, nor ever likely to dominate her in
spite of his advantage of social standing. Eliza has
no use for the foolish romantic tradition that all women
love to be mastered, if not actually bullied and beaten.
“When you go to women,” says Nietzsche, “take your
whip with you.” Sensible despots have never con-
fined that precaution to women: they have taken their
whips with them when they have dealt with men, and
been slavishly idealized by the men over whom they
have flourished the whip much more than by women.
No doubt there are slavish women as well as slavish
men; and women, like men, admire those that are
stronger than themselves. But to admire a strong per-
son and to live under that strong person’s thumb are
two different things. The weak may not be admired
and hero-worshipped; but they are by no means dis-
liked or shunned; and they never seem to have the
least difficulty in marrying people who are too good
for them. They may fail in emergencies; but life is not
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tions for which no exceptional strength is needed,
and with which even rather weak people can cope if
they have a stronger partner to help them out. Ac-
cordingly, it is a truth everywhere in evidence that
strong people, masculine or feminine, not only do not
marry stronger people, but do not show any prefer-
ence for them in selecting their friends. When a lion
meets another with a louder roar “the first lion thinks
the last a bore.” The man or woman who feels strong
enough for two, seeks for every other quality in a