So do I.Do you suppose a man would work with him or for him except for more advantage than he can insure?
Or do you think _I_ want to slave for the public--_I_ work for the public?
God! would I be every man's drudge?
No, Mrs.Delilah Jones, emphatically not.

I will be my own master, and yours, and my revered uncle will foot the bills." The woman looked at him inquiringly.

She was a willing captive.

She accepted him as master.
"It isn't for you to know how he will pay," said Abel, "but to enjoy the fruits." The woman, in whose face there were yet the ruins of a coarse beauty, which pleased Abel now as the most fiery liquor gratified his palate, looked at him, and said, "Abel, what are we to do ?" "To be happy," he answered, with the old hard, black light in his eyes.
She almost shuddered as she heard the tone and saw the look, and yet she did not feel as if she could escape the spell of his power.
"To be happy!" she repeated.

"To be happy!" Her voice fell as she spoke the words; Her life had not been a long one.
She had laughed a great deal, but she had never been happy.