But here it was smashing into his house, through the life his own daughter was leading day and night among the poor! Each time he thought of that lad in a cell, again a chill crept over him! But savagely he shook it off, and by a strong effort of his will he turned his thoughts to the things she had told him about her school.

Yes, in her main idea she was right.

He had no use for wild reforms, but here was something solid, a good education for every child.

More than once, while she had talked, something very deep in Roger had leaped up in swift response.
For Deborah, too, was a part of himself.

He, too, had had his feeling for humanity in the large.