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"A mother's prayers—a mother's blessings," she cried, with the fervour almost of
inspiration, "will avail against a fiend's malice. She thought that women were not made for the struggle and turmoil of life—
their place was the little world, the home; that their power lay not in votes but in
influence over men and in making the minds of their children fine and splendid. At the first glance, he imagined he must have stumbled upon a museum of
rarities, there were so many glass-cases, so many open cabinets, ranged against
the walls; but the next convinced him that if Jonathan was a virtuoso, his tastes
did not run in the ordinary channels. That is not
reasonable. Wanton!… This, then,
was what her father had meant.
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