There 're few of them who
start out deliberate to live wrong. When they take it up regular it's
'most always because they're like dogs at bay. There's nothing else to
do."
"What became of Lillie when she lost her place?" I got up from the
sofa and came closer to the fire. My teeth were chattering.
"She lost her soul. She went in a factory, but the air made her sick,
and after three faints they turned her off. It interrupted the work
and made the girls lose time running to her, and so she had to go.
After a while--I was away at the time--the woman she lived with turned
her out. She owed room rent, a good deal of it, and she needed food
and clothes, and there was no money with which to buy them. It got her
crazy, the thought that because she had done wrong she was but a rag to
be kicked from place to place with only the gutter to land in at last,
and--well, she landed. But she isn't all bad. I used to feel about
girls like her just as most good people still feel, but I've come to
see there's many of them who are more sinned against than sinning.
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