How late you have stopped with Phoebe! it is nearly eight o'clock!' 'I do not think the time has been wasted,' I answered cheerfully, as I bade her good-night and stepped out into the darkness.

Is time ever wasted, I wonder, when we stop in our daily work to give one of these weak ones a cup of cold water?
It is not for me to answer; only our recording angel knows how some such little deed of kindness may brighten some dim struggling life that seems over-full of pain..