Yet there was nothing for her to do. He threw her on the bed. Probably he taught me what a joke was merely to irritate my father; for suddenly Father stopped my going to the store for things and sent our old Kanaka cook instead. Amid this varied throng,—varied in appearance, but alike in character,—one object alone, we have said, rivetted Mrs. Treat me as an elder brother, if you like. All the best novels have been written by women, and yet see how men sneer at the lady novelist still! There’s only one way to get on for a woman, and that is to please men. I have but to give a hint of that boy's existence in the proper quarter, and his life will not be worth a day's purchase.
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