The world looks with contempt on the woman of the street, as a web of evil that drags men's lives to rum; as a being whose conduct cannot be honorable; as one scarcely worthy of being spoken of. But she gives a welcome to many a one who is quite destitute, or so low or so disagreeable that he could find no other refuge if refused one by her. The drunken and dissipated men, blind with animal passion; men travelling; strangers in a town who are lonely; most strange of all, men who are advised by a physician to have intercourse with a woman, all these find a welcome at her door. She is the victim of so much of the evil of the world; she is a martyr crushed by the refuse of the world. She is as it were a human cesspool of the dirt and degradation of society.