If it were merely a matter of expense I would not let you go, but under the circumstances I have no right to interfere.
You ought to go.

And my dear little girl, remember this, whenever regrets come up for the school days brought so suddenly to a close, that school is only to prepare us to meet the tests of life, and already you have met one of its greatest--'_To renounce when that shall be necessary, and not be embittered_!' And you are doing that so bravely that I want you to know how much I admire and love you for it." To Madam's surprise the words of praise did not carry the comfort she intended.

Mary's arms were thrown around her neck and a tearful face hidden on her shoulder, as leaning against her she sobbed, "Oh, Madam Chartley! I wish you could feel that way about me, but honestly I haven't stood the test.

I can renounce for myself, and not feel bitter, but I can't renounce for Jack! It makes me _wild_ whenever I think of all he has to give up.

It isn't right! How could God let such an awful thing happen to him, when he has always lived such a beautiful unselfish life ?" Drawing her to a seat beside the window, Madam sat with an arm around her, until the sobs grew quiet, and then began to answer her question--the same old cry that has gone up from stricken souls ever since the world began.