"You are an animated problem, Alex," Miss Sarah remarked.
"It is a little like something Uncle Landor said to me, that if we try to do right and keep our hearts pure, we will hear a voice telling us which way to go." Charlotte spoke shyly.
Marion took her hand in a soft clasp, and Norah gave her a friendly smile. "Yes," she said, "that is it. I will tell you what it means to me. It means that if I go straight on, doing each day the thing that comes to me, not allowing myself to become entangled in fears for to-morrow, that little by little the path will be made plain to me."
"I am afraid I want to know where I am going. It might be such a waste of time," said Alex.
"Its very simplicity makes it hard, but I believe it is the best way," Norah answered.
"Are we allowed to have only one helpful sentiment at a time?" asked Miss Sarah.
"Certainly; one is as much as anybody can live up to at a time."
"It is not for lack of moral sentiments, however," Marion added. "The supply is constantly renewed. They naturally gravitate to Norah."
"I wish," remarked Norah, "that a seamstress capable of making stocks and collars would gravitate to me."
"Here is one at your side." Miss Sarah leaned over to examine her work. "I think I could do it."