"It is no use for us to lay plans for our lives; not much use for us to lay plans for anything. They are pretty sure to be broken up."
"Yes," said Mrs. Barclay, sighing. "I wonder why!"
"I suppose, because they do not fall in with God's plans for us."
"His plans for us," repeated Mrs. Barclay slowly. "Do you believe in such things? That would mean, individual plans, Lois; for you individually, and for me?"
"Yes, Mrs. Barclay—that is what I believe."
"It is incomprehensible to me."
"Why should it be?"
"To think that the Highest should concern him self with such small details."
"It is just because he is the Highest, and so high, that he can.
Besides—do we know what are small details?"
"But why should he care what becomes of us?" said Mrs. Barclay gloomily.