In the pause she realized the attention of the others converged upon her, and that the tears were brimming over her eyes. "Well!" cried Mrs. . I HAD to. Here was the place behind the shed where she had used to hide from Roddy’s persecutions, and here the border of herbaceous perennials under whose stems was fairyland. ’ She counted off on her fingers. “Oh, Ann Veronica!” he cried, “I cannot let you go like this! You don’t understand. And as a natural consequence, they don’t do so well, and they don’t get on—and so the world doesn’t pay them. The one profession, the one decent profession, I mean, for a woman—except the stage— is teaching, and there we trample on one another.
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