Hades can't be made hot enough to punish such men as they ought
to be punished! You're not going to torture Bruce. There's your
money. Let go of him."

"You talk like all silly, sloppy sentimentalists!" scoffed the
Doctor, his slight German accent becoming more noticeable as he
continued: "A woman can't have the intellect to understand our
services to humanity. We--"

"Neither have half the real doctors!" she flashed. "Fully half of
them deny that vivisection ever helped humanity. And half the
remainder say they are in doubt. They can't point to a single
definite case where it has been of use. Alienists say it's a
distinct form of mental perversion,--the craving to torture dumb
animals to death and to make scientific notes of their
sufferings."

"Pah!" he sniffed. "I--"

She hurried on

"If humanity can't be helped without cutting live dogs and
kittens to shreds, in slow agony--then so much the worse for
humanity! If you vivisectors would be content to practice on one
another--or on condemned murderers,--instead of on friendly and
innocent dogs, there'd be no complaint from any one. But leave
our pets alone. Let go of my puppy!"

By way of response the Doctor grunted in lofty contempt. At the
same time he tucked the wriggling dog under his right arm,