"Kindness makes me happy." She was so happy that she was never tired and was regarded as a young wonder in the matter of work and readiness and exactitude.

Her accounts, her correspondence, her information were always in order.

When she took the prescribed walks and in some aloof path or corner met the strong, slim khaki-clad figure, they walked or stood or sat closely side by side and talked of many things--though most of all they dwelt on one.

She could ask Donal questions and he could throw light on such things as young soldiers knew better than most people.

She came into close touch--a shuddering touch sometimes it was--with needs and facts concerning marchings and trenches and attacks and was therefore able to visualise and to speak definitely of necessities not always understood.
"How did you find that out ?" little black-clad Lady Kathryn asked her one day.