"Thee is fatigued," he said.

"This is labour which wears away the strength." He made a motion towards the crowd.
She smiled a very little, and said: "You do not care for such things as this, I know.

Your life has its share of it, however, I suppose." He looked out over the throng before he answered.

"It seems an eddy of purposeless waters.

Yet there is great depth beneath, or there were no eddy; and where there is depth and the eddy there is danger--always." As he spoke she became almost herself again.