"This is what hurts me about it," said Sam.
"It is that you should have to work and wait on other people when there are so many strong, hulking men who would count it God's blessing to work for you, to wait on you, and give their lives for you.

However, probably you know that better than I do." "No; I don't know that," said Sister Anne.
Sam recognized that it was quite absurd that it should be so, but this statement gave him a sense of great elation, a delightful thrill of relief.

There was every reason why the girl should not confide in a complete stranger--even to deceive him was quite within her rights; but, though Sam appreciated this, he preferred to be deceived.
"I think you are working too hard," he said, smiling happily.

"I think you ought to have a change.

You ought to take a day off! Do they ever give you a day off ?" "Next Saturday," said Sister Anne.