"No, directly I read the letters I thought I should like it. I wish now I had never left them. And I believe now that I have been away I could make a success of it."
"I have no doubt you could, but——"
"I should like to make a success of something, after being such a failure. And—and——"
"And what, my child?"
"I had begun to think there was no corner in the world for me, as if the Giver of the Feast had forgotten me altogether. And this looks as if He hadn't. I have often thought lately that I should like—if I could—to creep into some little place where I should not be thrust out, where there wouldn't be any more angels with flaming swords to drive me away."
CHAPTER IX
"Oh, is the water sweet and cool,
Gentle and brown, above the pool?