“And that day of deliverance?”

“Will come when I meet my Fate!”

“You'll meet him, too!”

“I will——”

Jane Anderson shook her fine head.

“And may the Lord have mercy on your poor little soul when you do!”

“And why, pray?”

“Because you're the most helpless and defenseless of all the things He created.”

Mary smiled.

“I've managed to take pretty good care of myself so far.”