Only--" her face clouded.
"It has meant a lot to him, being here," her father put in gruffly.
"Oh, John's used to getting knocks in this world." Her quiet voice grew hard and stern.

"I wasn't thinking of John just now.

What frightens me at times like this is Edith," she said slowly.

"No, not just Edith--motherhood.

I see it in so many mothers these days--in the women downtown, in their fight for their children against all other children on earth.