No one spoke, and she
was impelled to flounder on. She felt that she had
passed a difficult corner, and that now she could go on talking with him again,
just as she had been used to do before she understood what was the matter with
her. Go to her. “But I still think of my old
foster brothers and sisters. At times he seemed to be claiming
pity from her; at times he was threatening her with her check and exposure; at
times he was boasting of his inflexible will, and how, in the end, he always got
what he wanted. She had
heard of women journalists, women writers, and so forth; but she was not even
admitted to the presence of the editors she demanded to see, and by no means
sure that if she had been she could have done any work they might have given
her. "
Just then, the infant began to sob piteously. "
"We may believe as much of that as we please, I suppose," observed the
carpenter's wife, with a sneer. It occurred to her that it was absurd and wrong to be so continuously
thinking of one engrossing topic, and she made a strenuous effort to force her
mind to other questions. "
"Probably not. "I don't understand you, gentlemen," stammered he, at length. He will tell you confidentially that he simply hates
the place.
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