“But that is only because you could not use your foot; you don’t find time drag when you are able to get about,” Katherine remarked, setting her head back against the cushions with a sigh of content, for the chair was of a restful pattern, and she was tired enough to feel the cushions a welcome luxury.

“No, indeed, I can always make sure of interest and amusement when I have two feet available for service, but I was not cut out for the peaceful avocation of the couch invalid, and I just loathe inaction.  I would rather have had your day,” Mary said with a sigh.

“Are you sure?  To begin with, you don’t know what sort of a day I have had, and to continue, you have never had to work for your living, and don’t know how it feels,” Katherine rejoined, thinking of the stuffy heat of the store, the flies, the pickled pork, and the molasses, which had all tried her patience so sorely in the latter part of the day.

Mary’s face took on an injured expression.  “Do you think it is quite kind of you to taunt me with never having tasted the sweets of independence?” she asked.

“But you are independent of the necessity to toil,” said Katherine.

“That is not true independence.  Riches might take to themselves wings, banks might break, investments fail, then where should I be?  I am only independent because fate has given me the use of money I have never earned.  But you are different; you can carve your own destiny, and are master of yourself.”

“Am I?  Don’t indulge in any such mistaken ideas, I beg of you,” broke in Katherine, with a little grimace as in fancy she smelled again the soap and the brimstone which had offended her so much in the store.  “I set out to be a school teacher, and came home from Montreal with my head packed full of theories concerning how teaching ought to be done, and how I meant to do it.  The first disappointment came when I found there were no children of school age obtainable, except Miles and Phil; for it is very hard to theorize upon one’s own kith and kin, at least I found it so.  Night school, also, is not an easy practice-ground for new methods, which was disappointment number two; and then came Father’s illness, which has settled once and for all the question of my teaching, and has caged me up to the business of the store, whether I would or no.  So how can I carve my own destiny, pray?”

Mary clapped her hands.  “Why, can’t you see that is what you are doing all the time?  In spite of adverse circumstances you have done your very utmost, and consequently your very best.  You have been brave, patient, cheerful, and always you have spent yourself for others until——­”

“Oh, spare me any more, and let us talk about something else!” cried Katherine impatiently; her cheeks were getting hot, and her memory was pointing to many a time when she had been neither brave, nor patient, nor cheerful.

“Yes, of course we will talk of something else, and now you shall have the reverse of the picture, for I want to talk about myself,” Mary said, with a quick flush which made the heart of the other turn chill and cold, with dread of what might be coming next.