"Yes, indeed! I used to be selfish and thoughtless, caring only about having a good time myself, and never thinking about other people at all. But Mrs. Chester talked to me."
"I'll bet she never had a chance to scold you."
"I'm afraid she did, Zara; but she didn't want to. That's not her way. She never scolds people. She just talks to them in that wonderful, quiet way of hers, and makes them see that they haven't been doing right."
"But I don't believe you ever did anything that wasn't right."
"Maybe I didn't mean to, and maybe it wasn't what I did that was wrong. It was more what I didn't do."
"I don't see what you mean."
"Well, I was careless and thoughtless, just as I said. I used to dance, and play games, and go to parties all the time."
"I think that must be fine! Didn't you have to work at home, though?"
"No; and that was just the trouble, you see. My people had plenty of money, and they just wanted me to have a good time. And I did—but I've had a better one since I started doing things for other people."
"I bet you always did, really—"