Just for a moment Domini felt a heat of anger rise within her. She did not express it, and did not know that she had shown a sign of it till she heard Father Roubier say:
“If you knew how often I have found that what for a moment I believed to be my noblest aspirations had sprung from a tiny, hidden seed of egoism!”
At once her anger died away.
“That is terribly true,” she said. “Of us all, I mean.”
She got up.
“You are going?”
“Yes. I want to think something out. You have made me want to. I must do it. Perhaps I’ll come again.”
“Do. I want to help you if I can.”
There was such a heartfelt sound in his voice that impulsively she held out her hand.
“I know you do. Perhaps you will be able to.”