She was untouched by envy, hatred, or malice.

There was no cloud anywhere that could mar; the stars that stole out into the great span of sky were not more tranquil than her own heart.

The world existed only that people might show kindness one to another, and that all this beauty of wood, field, water, and starry sky might bring joy to the souls of men.

She knew that there was evil in the world; but she knew it from books and not from life.

Her path had fallen in pleasant places, and only benignant spirits attended her.
She was roused suddenly by the sound of steps in the path beneath.