“We shall try again later. " The course of the carpenter's meditations was here interrupted by a loud note of lamentation from the child, who, disturbed by the transfer, and not receiving the gentle solace to which he was ordinarily accustomed, raised his voice to the utmost, and exerted his feeble strength to escape. That is what stands between us, if you would know—that. The one profession, the one decent profession, I mean, for a woman—except the stage— is teaching, and there we trample on one another. "Beat down their blades," cried the Master; "no bloodshed.
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