And you didn't care for my thanks." "I do now." "Then I thank you.

With all my heart, again and again!" Her voice trembled under fulness of meaning.
"You find life pleasant ?" "You do, I hope ?" she answered, as they paced on.
"Not unpleasant, at all events.

I am no longer slaving under the iron gods.

I like my work, and it promises to reward me." Eve made a remark about a flower-bed.

Then her voice subdued again.
"How do you look back on your great venture--your attempt to make the most that could be made of a year in your life ?" "Quite contentedly.