‘I’m only a poor country wench, child. But then you're an adopted son, and that makes all the difference. God would have taken mercy on her baby, seeing that she had already had too much pain and that he had taken her beloved mother. What you’re after is too risky. Some day, when the rewards of literature permit the arduous research required, the Campaign of the Women will find its Carlyle, and the particulars of that marvellous series of exploits by which Miss Brett and her colleagues nagged the whole Western world into the discussion of women’s position become the material for the most delightful and amazing descriptions. "I'll make myself intelligible before I've done," rejoined Wild. ’ Her features broke apart in a laugh. . 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.
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