After that talk with Frank Borderson I felt a little clearer in my mind about what had taken place. I saw a good deal of him, and he introduced me to others who were in his line of work. Also I got to know his wife pretty well. She was not so great an authority on ethics as he; but an excellent teacher, widely useful. One day I said something to her about her lovely spirit, and what she must have been to him--such an uplifting influence. She laughed outright. "I'll have to tell you the facts, Mr. Robertson, as part of your instruction. So far from my uplifting him, he picked me out of the gutter, literally, dead drunk in the gutter, the lowest kind of wreck. He made me over. He gave me--Life." Her eyes shone. "We work together," she added cheerfully. They did work together, and evidently knew much happiness. I noted a sort of deep close understanding between them, as in those who have been through the wars in company. I found Nellie knew about them. "Yes, indeed," she said. "They are devoted to each other, and most united in their work. He was just beginning to try to work, after his own rebuilding; but feeling pretty lonesome. He felt that he had no chance of any personal life, you see, and there were times when he missed it badly. He had no right to marry, of course; that is, with a well woman. And then he found this broken lily--and mended it. There can't be any children, but there is great happiness, you can see that." "And they are--received?" "Received?--Oh, I remember! You mean they are invited to dinners and parties. Why, yes." "Not among the best people, surely?" "Precisely that, the very best; people who appreciate their wonderful lives." "Tell me this. Sister; what happened to the Four Hundred--the F.F. V's--and the rest of the aristocracy?" "The same thing that happened to all of us. They were only people, you see. Their atrophied social consciousness was electrified with the new thoughts and feelings. They woke up, too, most of them. Some just died out harmlessly. They were only by-products." I consulted a rather reactionary old professor of Sociology, Morris Banks; one who had been teaching Political Economy in my youth, and who ought to be able to remember things. I asked him if he would be so good as to show me the dark side of this shield. "Surely there must have been opposition, misunderstanding, the usual difficulties of new adjustments," I said. "You remember the first years of change--I wish you would give me a clear account of it." The old man considered awhile: "Take any one state, any city, or country locality, and study back a little," he said, "and you find the story is about the same. There was opposition and dissent, of course, but it decreased very rapidly. You see the improvements at first introduced were such universal benefits that there could not be any serious complaint.