Neith Boyce,
The Flights of Mr. Doe
(1913)
“ And you ought to. You should take care of yourself, instead of wasting your energy on a lot of stupid people whose only idea is to make love to you——” Mr. Doe's eyes gleamed angrily, and he switched viciously with his stick at the bushes. “And you seem to like it!” “I can't see why it matters to you whether I like it or not,” said Milly coldly “Well, it does matter! I hate to see you being exploited—as you are! I tell you it's no sort of proper life for you—or any woman.” “You are rude!” said Milly, with compressed lips. ”
