"But what would you try to do?" said Gwendolen, with urgent quickness.
"Order my life so as to make any possible amends, and keep away from doing any sort of injury again," said Deronda, catching her sense that the time for speech was brief.
"But I can't--I can't; I must go on," said Gwendolen, in a passionate loud whisper. "I have thrust out others--I have made my gain out of their loss--tried to make it--tried. And I must go on. I can't alter it."

"But what would you try to do?" said Gwendolen urgently.
"Order my life so as to make any possible amends, and keep away from doing any injury again," said Deronda.
"But I can't - I can't; I must go on," said Gwendolen, in a passionate loud whisper. "I have made my gain out of others' loss - tried to make it. And I must go on. I can't alter it."
