Why, I was living them.

Maud was all this to me, an unfailing, source of strength and courage.

I had but to look at her, or think of her, and be strong again.
"It can be done, it can be done," I was thinking and asserting aloud.
"What men have done, I can do; and if they have never done this before, still I can do it." "What?
for goodness' sake," Maud demanded.

"Do be merciful.

What is it you can do ?" "We can do it," I amended.