The medicines and the market - III

No one came out of the room and no one spoke out in this room. After the last word of conversation that we had, the men retired to sit outside of the room and Dorothy and I took the seat on the three stools provided near the entrance. 

"What if they hurt my daughter more?" The second man spoke up. "What is the guarantee that they will not hurt my daughter or use her as a blood mare now that she is ruined?" 

"She is not ruined!" I hissed at him. " I hope you realise that she is barely made into adulthood. She has a life ahead of her and if you do not find any prospects for her to marry, she can always take up the job and earn enough money to send you something as well." 

Gulping, I Answered his query, "I do not know anything about that." I could only hope. 

"Then why would I ever complain?!"