She had named it, long since, little Pearl, because she had fished it from the water. But, to tell the truth, she found it a terrible responsibility on her hands.
She did not know what to do with the child.
She could not go out and leave it in the house, and she couldn't take it with her.
She had been searching for a situation the last few days, and, to her unspeakable horror, she found that no one wanted a young woman encumbered with a child.
Had she been older, she would have known better than to have assumed such a responsibility; but Dorothy was young, and had some of life's bitterest lessons yet to learn.
Dorothy had turned her face resolutely against the fortune which Doctor Bryan had left.
She quite believed, if she was not there to receive it, it would go to Kendal, her faithless lover.
She wanted him to have it. She did not care for any of it.
She had been only a working girl when Doctor Bryan sought her out and took her to his home; she could be only a working girl again.