All the same, I don't think that Mrs.Jasher is an immoral woman by any means." "Perhaps not; but we needn't discuss her character, as we know precious little of her past, and she no doubt told you the story that best suited herself.

I think it will be best to make her tell all she knows this evening, and then send her away with a sum of money in her pocket to begin a new life." "I shall help her certainly," said Random, with his eyes on the fire, "but can't say exactly how.

It is my opinion that the poor wretch is more sinned against than sinning." "You are a soldier with a conscience, Random." The other laughed.
"Why shouldn't a soldier have a conscience?
Do you take your idea of officers from the lady novelist, who makes us out to be all idle idiots ?" "Not exactly.

All the same, many a man would not take the trouble to behave as you are doing to this unlucky woman." "Any man, who was a man, whether soldier or civilian, would help such a poor creature.

And I believe, Hope, that you will help her also." The artist leaped to his feet impulsively.
"Of course.