God would take care of her there--Anne believed--she would learn--but now it was no wonder her soul clung, in blind helplessness, to the only things she knew and loved.
Ruby raised herself on her arm and lifted up her bright, beautiful blue eyes to the moonlit skies.
"I want to live," she said, in a trembling voice.

"I want to live like other girls.

I--I want to be married, Anne--and--and--have little children.

You know I always loved babies, Anne.

I couldn't say this to any one but you.