"Tell me about yourself, now," she said. "My father has told me some things in letters, but I long to know from you if I made a mistake in wanting you to try the Legion."
"You made no mistake. It's one of the things I have to thank you for—one of several very great things," said Max.
"What other things? I can't think of one unless you thank me for having a splendid father."
"That's one thing."
"Are there more?"
"Yes."
"Tell me, please. Anyway, the greatest, or I shan't believe in any."
Max was silent for an instant. Then he said in a voice so low she could hardly hear it, bending down from her bassourah, "For giving me back my faith in women."
"I? But you hadn't lost it."
"I was in danger of losing it, with most of my mental and moral baggage. Through you—I've kept the lot."