“No man under heaven deserves these sacrifices from us women. Men! They are the enemies of our innocence and our peace—they drag us away from our parents’ love and our sisters’ friendship—they take us body and soul to themselves and fasten our helpless lives to theirs as they chain up a dog to his kennel. And what does the best of them give us in return?” “I have a patient missing, Owens,” Dr. Marchland remarked as his butler came into his surgery to clear away the tea things. “Shall I search the house, doctor?” Owens enquired, a glint of anxiety

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