The Dreams of Hannah

I dreamed I was related to this aristocratic guy from the Victorian era who was determined to free all the servant girls of England. He would be invited to fancy dinner parties, then serve everyone poisoned wine, grab the servant girls, run out into the street, and free them. However, it was weirder than that. He'd sit the servant girl at the table when he was serving the poisoned wine. He'd end up putting just a tiny, tiny bit of wine in all the glasses except for the servant girl, who he'd give a full glass of it. The other guests were a little but suspicious but they'd drink their wine anyway. For some reason the servant girl never died from drinking about 10 times more poison than they did.