Something in the proposed discussion was to be made the subject of a prize-essay.

The doctor's professional interest in this matter decided him on trying for the prize--and the result is our return to the hateful old town and its society.
"Of course, my husband resumes his professional studies; of course, I am thrown once more among the dowdy gossiping women.

But that is far from being the worst of it.

Among the people in the School of Chemistry here, there is a new man, who entered the University shortly after we left it last year.

This devil--it is the only right word for him--has bewitched my weak husband; and, for all I can see to the contrary, has ruined our prospects in life.
"He is a Hungarian.