"I do not know that. I mean merely that the different sorts are fitted to different spheres and ways of life."
Miss Caruthers looked a little curiously at the girl. "I know this sphere," she said. "I want you to tell me yours."
"It is free space instead of narrow streets, and clear air instead of smoke. And the people all have something to do, and are doing it."
"And you think we are doing nothing?" asked Miss Caruthers, laughing.
"Perhaps I am mistaken. It seems to me so."
"O, you are mistaken. We work hard. And yet, since I went to school, I never had anything that I must do, in my life."
"That can be only because you did not know what it was."
"I had nothing that I must do."
"But nobody is put in this world without some thing to do," said Lois. "Do you think a good watchmaker would carefully make and finish a very costly pin or wheel, and put it in the works of his watch to do nothing?"
Miss Caruthers stared now at the girl. Had this soft, innocent-looking maiden absolutely dared to read a lesson to her?—"You are religious!" she remarked dryly.