Some of you may be wondering why a man who writes novels should be asked to make a speech on behalf of the Tavistock Square Clinic, and I must admit that I have been cudgelling my brains to find a satisfactory answer. The reason, however, is now clear to me. This Clinic, as you know, deals with functional nervous disorders. That also seems to be the province of the modern novelist, judging from the character of our library fiction. Some of these Constant Nymphs, these Lily Christines, the heroes and heroines of our Flaming Youth and Young Anarchy, are in urgent need of treatment by Dr. Crichton Miller and his colleagues. Readers of Mr. Michael Arlen and Mr. Aldous Huxley must imagine that passion of the most disordered kind is running riot in society and the suburbs, and that morals have been abandoned from Mayfair to Mitcham.
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