'I have no business to be anywhere where I cannot do it.'
'That sounds—dreadful!' said Betty honestly.
'Why?'
'Oh, it sounds strict, narrow, like a sort of slavery, as if one could never be free.'
'Free for what?'
'Whatever one likes! I should be miserable if I felt I could not do what I liked!'
'Can you do it now?' said Esther.
'Well, not always; but I am free to try,' said Betty frankly.
'Is that your definition of happiness?—to try for that which you cannot attain.'
'I do attain it,—sometimes.'