The one profession, the one decent profession, I mean, for a woman—except the stage— is teaching, and there we trample on one another. Through this, his last trial, Jack's spirits never deserted him. Breakfast was laid for one, a dish of fruit and a shining coffee equipage. The woollen-draper was no despicable trencherman in a general way; but his feats with the knife and fork were child's sport compared with those of Mr. ‘Do not think—’ he panted, ‘that I am finished—with you, mademoiselle.
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