"And when you help them to that end—are they at all grateful?"
"A few; yes, that is one of the hardest things we have to bear,—we who are living stolen lives; for whether we will it or not our vitality comes from them; daily we drain it from their blood, and nothing we can do will stop it."
"Are you in need of money?"
"Always; but five million pounds given us to-morrow would not go to the root of this."
"What would?"
"Nothing but true worship."
"You worship an alibi," said Max.
"What nearer divinity has brought you here?" she inquired. And he, too conscious of the personal motive, forbore to explain.
At their fifth meeting she told him quite frankly that he was interfering with her work, that she could not have him accompanying her, waiting for her, picking her up as if by chance.
"If you want to do work you must find it for yourself; you will if you are sincere," she said in answer to his request that she would commission him.