It hurt her." "Yes," said Katie, "I know.

It made mother very sad." "I am glad that her death came before the separation." "Oh, I don't know," said Katie; "I think mother would have been glad." "She did not believe in divorce; your mother and I, Katie, were the old-fashioned kind of churchwomen." "Neither did mother believe in unhappiness," said Katie, and drew a longer breath for saying it, for it was as if the things claiming her had crowded up around her throat.
Mrs.Prescott sighed.

"We cannot understand those things.

It is a strange age in which we are living, Katie.

I sometimes think that our only hope is to trust God a little more." "Or help man a little more," said Katie.
"Perhaps," said Mrs.Prescott gently, "that giving more trust to God would be giving more help to man." "I'm not sure I get the connecting link," said Katie, more sure of herself now that it had become articulate.
Mrs.Prescott put one of her fine hands over upon Katie's.