I couldn't write an article for a newspaper." "I think I could.

But I fear no one would read it." "They read his," said Nora, "or else he wouldn't be paid for writing them." Then they climbed back again up the hill, and during the climbing there were no words spoken.

The slope was not much of a hill,--was no more than the fall from the low ground of the valley to the course which the river had cut for itself; but it was steep while it lasted; and both the young women were forced to pause for a minute before they could proceed upon their journey.

As they walked home Priscilla spoke of the scenery, and of the country, and of the nature of the life which she and her mother and sister had passed at Nuncombe Putney.

Nora said but little till they were just entering the village, and then she went back to the subject of her thoughts.
"I would sooner," said she, "write for a newspaper than do anything else in the world." "Why so ?" "Because it is so noble to teach people everything! And then a man who writes for a newspaper must know so many things himself! I believe there are women who do it, but very few.