Nettie went, feeling weary and empty by dint of hard work and a dinner of a small bit of dry toast. But she thought little about that. She wanted to ask Mr. Folke a question.
The lesson that afternoon was upon the peacemakers; and Mr. Folke asked the children what ways they knew of being a peacemaker? The answer somehow was not very ready.
"Isn't it to stop people from quarrelling?" one child asked.
"How can you do that, Kizzy?"
Kizzy seemed doubtful. "I could ask them to stop," she said.
"Well, suppose you did. Would angry people mind your asking?"
"I don't know, sir. If they were very angry, I suppose they wouldn't."
"Perhaps not. One thing is certain, Kizzy; you must have peace in your own heart, to give you the least chance."
"How, Mr. Folke?"
"If you want to put out a fire, you must not stick into it something that will catch?"