So you see how good God is to us--to go on working, that we may be able to love each other." "Then if God works like that all day long, it must be a fine thing to work," said Willie.
"You are right.

It is a fine thing to work--the finest thing in the world, if it comes of love, as God's work does." This conversation made Willie quite determined to learn to knit; for if God worked, he would work too.

And although the work he undertook was a very small work, it was like all God's great works, for every loop he made had a little love looped up in it, like an invisible, softest, downiest lining to the stockings.

And after those, he went on knitting a pair for his father; and indeed, although he learned to work with a needle as well, and to darn the stockings he had made, and even tried his hand at the spinning--of which, however, he could not make much for a long time--he had not left off knitting when we come to begin the story in the next chapter..