"And I would say to them: the night I knew another woman was to be the mother----" she paused abruptly, for she had been so carried away by her own thought as to forget where this might lead. She was a great woman, but to the end of her life could never bring herself to name the fact that Danvers had had another wife. "That night," she continued, slurring the statement over, "I learned more about life than the classics ever taught me. "And I would write, as well, something about the trial, to say to them that when Danvers's life was at stake I had no thought but to save him. Right or wrong, innocent or guilty, the only thing I wanted was that he might be free. "And by this thing I found the unfitness of women to handle public affairs, for the tender hearts, which make good wives and mothers and daughters, unfit us for the judicial conduct needed in public matters--and I'm glad they do," she finished, with a smile. "It's not," Danvers amended, as he stood with his arm about her, "that women have not the ability to do anything they want," for he was ever chivalrous, "but that God in his wisdom gave them a great and special work, and they should be kept strong and safe and holy for its fulfilment." "But it is not given to all women to choose what they shall do," said Sandy. "And few of them are gifted creatures, anyhow," said Hugh. "And one life can never be as another," said I; but the older baby, who looked up just then, said, "Mother." "And that one word tells the whole story," cried Nancy, with a passion of tenderness in her voice, laying the child's head against her bosom. THE END