His revelry, however,
was put an end at the expiration of the time mentioned by Jonathan, by the
entrance of a posse of constables with Quilt Arnold and Abraham Mendez at
their head. A
lean young man in spectacles pursued her for some time, crying “Courage!
Courage!” Somebody threw a dab of mud at her, and some of it got down her
neck. She had, it was
true, accepted doubtfully the pen he had offered. ‘Think I’m fool enough to do my business in a convent?’ he said scornfully. 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. But as she got out of the train at Morningside Park Station she had a shock. If, around noon, a
coconut proa landed, the boys made no effort to unload. The comtesse always felt
Madame Valade to be not of her class, of course. "What has caused this quarrel, Thames?" asked the little girl, anxiously. You are your own Heaven and your
own Hell, Lucy.
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