I'm thinking quite seriously of starting a little Mission of my own for the purpose of appealing to and reforming the Parasite Women among my acquaintances.
Of course it will take organization, and that means I will have to have money to start it and keep it going.
But Papa will give me the money all right. That is one thing about poor, dear Papa—he doesn't understand the new movements at all, but he will give me money. And he never asks what I do with it.
Now and then, of course, he scolds a little—he told me the other day I cost him nearly as much as a war. But I can always jolly him, you know, when he gets that way. Men are so easily managed and flattered.
I suppose my Mission will take quite a lot of money, too. But it is my duty, and I am willing to make any sacrifice—we modern thinkers are used to making sacrifices for our Cause!
And it is worth a lot of sacrifice to make the Parasite Woman over into an Awakened and Enlightened Member of Society, independent of the Man-Made System that has shackled her for so long.
What is nobler than Emancipation?
Of course, I'll have to have a Secretary. And
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