The one profession, the one decent profession, I mean, for a woman—except the stage— is teaching, and there we trample on one another. There’s nothing happened at all!” She didn’t mean, he concluded, to give him any more trouble ever, and he was free to begin a fresh chromatic novel—he had just finished the Blue Lagoon, which he thought very beautiful and tender and absolutely irrelevant to Morningside Park—or work in peace at his microtome without bothering about her in the least. Other girls gathered around like sheep. I have never wept since that day. “A young man comes into life asking how best he may place himself,” Ramage had said; “a woman comes into life thinking instinctively how best she may give herself. White,” she remarked. There were white men with families, a fine mission-house, and a club-house for cards and billiards. Mrs. Maggot, as she placed him without noise upon the ground; "you're safe so far.
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