| Title | The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists |
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| Page | 216 |
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was hung a piece of blood-smeared paper on which was written in pencil: `This is not my crime, but society's.' The report went on to explain that the deed must have been perpetrated during a fit of temporary insanity brought on by the sufferings the man had endured. `Insanity!' muttered Owen, as he read this glib theory. `Insanity! It seems to me that he would have been insane if he had NOT killed them.' Surely it was wiser and better and kinder to send them all to sleep, than to let them continue to suffer. At the same time he thought it very strange that the man should have chosen to do it that way, when there were so many other cleaner, easier and more painless ways of accomplishing the same object. He wondered why it was that most of these killings were done in more or less |
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