She was no longer only a girl who was looked at as she passed along the street and who was beginning to be happy because she could earn her living.

What was every girl in these days?
How did any girl know what lay before her and those who protected the land she lived in?
What could a girl do but try in some way to help--in any way to help the fight and the fighters.

She used to lie awake and think of the Duchess' plans and concentrate her thought on the mastering of details.

There was no hour too early or too late to find her ready to spring to attention.

The Duchess had set her preparations for future possibilities in train before other women had quite begun to believe in their existence.