I've got the part, and I'll take good care that I keep it.

You talk about us being friends; I should have thought you knew by this time that there's no such thing as friendship or generosity or feeling for women who have to make their way in the world.

You've had your hard times as well as I, and what's the use of pretending what you don't believe?
You wouldn't give up a chance for me; I'm sure I should never expect you to.

We have to fight, to fight for everything, and the weak get beaten.

That's what life has taught me.' 'You're right,' was the other's reply, given with a strangely sudden calmness.