It seemed a thing utterly out of my power; but I waited, I watched, I collected clothes, I wrote, took my place at the school; when all was ready I bore with my full force on the Boer-woman, and she sent me at last.

It was a small thing; but life is made up of small things, as a body is built up of cells.

What has been done in small things can be done in large.

Shall be," she said softly.
Waldo listened.

To him the words were no confession, no glimpse into the strong, proud, restless heart of the woman.