"For later."
"Yes, for later."
"I, I can't even say ... that I am doing good in a small way."
"Tell me about yourself."
"There is nothing to tell. Thinking, living, seeking ... always seeking.... There has been nothing besides."
"Then do as we do," she laughed, softly. "Do good in a small way ... as you say that we do."
"I shall try.... But I am disheartened. I admire you and I envy you."
"I ... I am disheartened. I am sometimes quite dejected. I should like to live quietly, with a heap of books around me. I ... I'm giving it up."
"The struggle?"
"Yes, the struggle to seek and find. Little by little, it has conquered me. Can you understand me? You ... you have conquered it."