Passage When a girl leaves her home at eighteen, she does one of two things. Either she falls into saving hands and becomes better, or she rapidly assumes the cosmopolitan standard of virtue and becomes worse. Of an intermediate balance, under the circumstances, there is no possibility. The city has its cunning wiles, no less than the infinitely smaller and more human tempter. There are large forces which allure with all the soulfulness of expression possible in the most cultured human. The gleam of a thousand lights is often as effective as the persuasive light in a wooing and fascinating eye. Half the undoing of the unsophisticated and natural mind is accomplished by forces wholly superhuman. A blare of sound, a roar of life, a vast array of human hives, appeal to the astonished senses in equivocal terms. Without a counselor hand to whisper cautious interpretations, what falsehoods may not these things breathe into the unguarded ear？ Unrecognized for what they are, their beauty, like music, too often relaxes, then weakens, the perverts the simpler human perceptions. Questions:
Who is the author of the novel from which this paragraph is taken？ What is the title of the novel？