C. Something unpardonable is laid to my charge. I saw it this morning in the Daily Journal—an advertisement, offering a reward—" "A reward!" echoed Jack. 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. "All I want is to be happy!" she said aloud, as if she were asking for something of such ordinary value that God would readily accord it to her because there was so little demand for the commodity. " "You won't complain of the delay when I tell you what I've done," answered Jack. It was easy to imagine great power in such a man. ” “You have been to her?” he asked. Covered with houses, from one end to the other, this reverend and picturesque structure presented the appearance of a street across the Thames.
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