She met with painful rebuffs, the most trying of which had been in a manufacturing cloak house, where she had gone to the fourth floor to inquire.
"No, no," said foreman, a rough, heavily built individual, who looked after a miserably lighted workshop, "we don't want any one.

Don't come here." With the wane of the afternoon went her hopes, her courage, and her strength.

She had been astonishingly persistent.

So earnest an effort was well deserving of a better reward.

On every hand, to her fatigued senses, the great business portion grew larger, harder, more stolid in its indifference.