"Madge, dear, you know what I told you."
"About what?"
"About that; people's feelings. You and I do not belong to this gay, rich world; we are not rich, and we are not fashionable, and we do not live as they live, in any way; and they do not want us; why should they?"
"We should not hurt them!" said Madge indignantly.
"Nor be of any use or pleasure to them."
"There isn't a girl among them all to compare with you, as far as looks go."
"I am afraid that will not help the matter," said Lois, smiling; but then she added with earnest and almost anxious eagerness,
"Madge, dear, don't think about it! Happiness is not there; and what God gives us is best. Best for you and best for me. Don't you wish for riches!—or for anything we haven't got. What we have to do, is to live so as to show forth Christ and his truth before men."
"Very few do that," said Madge shortly.
"Let us be some of the few."