But even had she not been all this, she was too sorely oppressed with the burden of her daily toil to yield to such influence as they had to offer.

For Rosenblatt was again in charge of her household.

In a manner best known to himself, he had secured the mortgage on her home, and thus became her landlord, renting her the room in which she and her family dwelt, and for which they all paid in daily labour, and dearly enough.

Rosenblatt, thus being her master, would not let her go.

She was too valuable for that.