Margaret Beauchamp: If you had been a boy, I would have poured my life into you. You would have been my destiny.
Margaret Beaufort: But since I was a girl you did not love me, and he did not wait to see my birthday?
[She (Beauchamp) looks at me (Beaufort) honestly and repeats the dreadful words.]
Margaret Beauchamp: Since you were a girl, of course not. Since you were a girl you only be the bridge to the next generation; you could be nothing more than the means by which our family gets a boy.