That must wait.

But she thought of his work, and the more she thought the less she wondered.
First he had labored with his hands.

What infinite meaning lay unfolding to her vision! Somewhere out of it all came the conception that man was intended to earn his bread by the sweat of his brow.

But there was more to it than that.

By that toil and sweat, by the friction of horny palms, by the expansion and contraction of muscle, by the acceleration of blood, something great and enduring, something physical and spiritual, came to a man.