Young women with "wrongs" are unknown to him, as are all other sorts of young women for the matter of that.

And _this_ particular young woman looks a little unsafe at the present moment.
"I have told you! I am tired of this life.

I am dull--stupid.

I want to go out." Her lovely eyes are flashing, her face is white--her lips trembling.

_"Take_ me out," says she suddenly.
"Perpetua!" exclaims Miss Majendie.