Was it the thing that woman lacked physically, yet contained hidden in her soul?
An element of eternal spirit to rise! Because of heartbreak and ruin and irreparable loss must she fall?
Was loss of love and husband and children only a test?
The present hour would be swallowed in the sum of life's trials.

She could not go back.

She would not go down.

There was wrenched from her tried and sore heart an unalterable and unquenchable decision--to make her own soul prove the evolution of woman.

Vessel of blood and flesh she might be, doomed by nature to the reproduction of her kind, but she had in her the supreme spirit and power to carry on the progress of the ages--the climb of woman out of the darkness.
Carley went out to the workmen.