They both laughed when she had gone out. Sally told Janet that she was wonderful.
"She'll never meddle again," she said. "I couldn't have done it like you did."
"Of course you couldn't."
"But why not? I wouldn't be afraid to, but simply I shouldn't think of things; and why shouldn't I?"
"Because you're not meant to fight, you have to be fought for, like Mr. Arthur fought for you in his own particular way, like this man you're going to meet to-night is fighting for you too."
Sally's eyes looked wonderingly before her. "Do you think things are really like that?" she asked.
"I'm sure of it."
"But why?—why, for instance, are you meant to fight?"
"Do you want me to answer the riddle of the Universe?"
"I don't see why it should be such a riddle."