They come to give and take.

They are building a bridge from shore to shore of their work, and their thoughts, and their plannings, out of the lives and souls of them.

It will be a great bridge and great things will pass over it." She kissed the faded cheek again.

She wanted to sweep Rosy away from the dreariness of "it." Lady Anstruthers looked at her with faintly smiling eyes.

She did not follow all this quite readily, but she felt pleased and vaguely comforted.
"I know how they come here and marry," she said.