"Not always. I want to know what gave yours a tinge of that colour this morning."
"It was hardly that. You know what Foster says about 'power to its very last particle being duty.' I believe it frightened me a little."
"If you feel that as strongly as I do, Elfie, it will act as a strong corrective to the danger of false estimates."
"I do feel it," said Fleda. "One of my fears was that I should not feel it enough."
"One of my cares will be that you do not act upon it too fiercely," said he, smiling. "The power being limited, so is the duty. But you shall have power enough, Elfie, and work enough. I have precisely what I have needed my good sprite back again."
"With a slight difference."
"What difference?"
"She is to act under direction now."
"Not at all only under safe control," he said, laughing.
"I am very glad of the difference, Mr. Carleton," said Fleda, with a grave and grateful remembrance of it.