" "But you will,—won't you?" she rejoined, looking him coaxingly in the face. Women are not in the world in the same sense that men are—fighting individuals in a scramble. "Buck up! While there's life there's hope. “Good evening, Dorling,” he said. The one profession, the one decent profession, I mean, for a woman—except the stage— is teaching, and there we trample on one another. ‘I—I mean, she were—’ ‘Pretty as a picture?’ suggested Gerald. Such was the terror inspired by Wild's vindictive character, that few durst face him who had given him cause for displeasure. He had now reached what was called the Lower Leads,—a flat, covering a part of the prison contiguous to the gateway, and surrounded on all sides by walls about fourteen feet high.
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