Elizabeth Gaskell,
Mary Barton — Chapter XXXVIII
(1848)
“ Don't hold me, Jem; this is just the time for such as her to be out, and who knows but what I might find her close to hand.""Stay, Mary, for a minute; I'll go out now and search for her if you wish, though it's but a wild chase. You must not go. It would be better to ask the police to-morrow. But if I should find her, how can I make her come with me? Once before she refused, and said she could not break off her drinking ways, come what might?""You never will persuade her if you fear and doubt," said Mary, in tears. "Hope yourself, and trust to the good that must be in her. ”
