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A man in his position, if he marry at all, must take either a work-girl or an heiress, and in many ways the work-girl is preferable. 'How can you say that? asked Dora. 'You never cease talking about the advantages of money. 'Oh, I don't mean that for ME the work-girl would be preferable; by no means; but for a man like Reardon.
Both questions were answered in the affirmative, and he was ushered into the doctor's presence. "I know not how to preface what I want to say," Luca began, looking about him confusedly. "May I ask you, in the first place, if the work-girl named Nanina was here yesterday?" "She was," said the doctor. "Did she speak in private with any one?" "Yes; with me." "Then you know everything?"
"Rubbish! The love of every man who is in his right mind is carefully planned. Would you be in love with a king's daughter? It is to be hoped not. You could keep out of the way of the king's daughter. Why can I not keep out of the way of the poor girl?" "That means that the princess' rank is as much a hindrance to love as the poverty of the work-girl."
Generally timid and confused, the work-girl could not withdraw her eyes from Rodin's; her heart beat violently, as at the coming of some great danger, and, as the excellent creature feared only for those she loved, she approached Adrienne involuntarily, keeping her eyes fixed on Rodin.
It was some time before he noticed something soft touching and pressing against him from behind. He turned round and saw a work-girl in a little black hat with blue ribbons. She was young and pretty enough, but his mind was fixed on the awe-inspiring and superhuman graces of an Electra or a Lady Macbeth. She went on nuzzling against his back till he looked round again.
But how much better had you loved a simple work-girl, whose affections you could have beguiled by offering her a penn'orth of fried potatoes and a seat among the gods to see a melodrama. I fear you are a dupe of men's opinion, for one woman is not very different from another, and it is opinion, that mistress of the world, and nothing else, which sets a high price on some and a low one on others.
And swaying on unsteady feet, he turned to the door, but M'Ginnis gripped his shoulder. "Wait a bit, Kid." "N-no, I'm goin' home see!" said Spike, setting his jaw obstinately, "I'm goin' r-right now!" "That's just what you ain't!" snarled M'Ginnis. "Sit down! Hermy's only a work-girl don't forget that, Kid an' this guy's a millionaire.
The madhouse may perhaps be the readier way out. Unfortunately, you do not know, Mdlle. de Cardoville's chamber." "Yes, I do," returned the work-girl, recollecting herself. "She is lodged in one of the wings, and there is a shade over her window, painted like canvas, with blue and white stripes." "Good! I shall not forget that."
Mrs Prothero read, her dear son's letter with tears in her eyes, the sudden sight of which caused sympathetic tears to flow from the eyes of the poor work-girl, much to the surprise of Mr Prothero, who chanced to look round to see whether his coat was finished. 'Hang the 'oomen, he muttered to himself, 'they can't read a bit of a letter without blubbing.
They were talking in a merry, careless way: Ackroyd smoked a cigar, and Totty walked with her usual independence, with that swaying of the haunches and swing of the hands with palm turned outwards which is characteristic of the London work-girl. Her laugh now and then rose to a high note; her companion threw back his head and joined in the mirth.
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