"Oh, Father, if you knew what we do without. Nothing matters, we know, if we can keep them clean and warm and fed. Straw on the floor doesn't matter--sheets don't matter, spoons and bowls don't matter. It takes so little if the little is right. We wage one long campaign to get things. I never knew how wonderful money is before. You mustn't mind if I spend a great deal--if I overdraw--if I cut into my principal. There couldn't be a better use for it. If it all goes I can work. Why, I could earn my living as a hospital orderly now, Father. You ought to see what I can do--what I do do. I sweep floors and change straw. I cook and clean and drive nails. I've made what we call bedsteads with my own hands--and proud of it! I never knew that work--work with one's hands--could be so good. I feel as if I'd just begun to live. What a pity that it takes a _war_ to teach idlers like me where the essence of life is found! "Don't you worry, dear. I shall come back to you another person, and I shall know when I get there how much of real life there is to be had in Sabinsport." "I don't understand," said Reuben Cowder. "I do," said Dick. "If she will only come back!" groaned Reuben Cowder. "She will," said Dick. "And be happy here! How can she be?" "She's discovering Sabinsport in Serbia," said Dick. "She can have all the money I have," said Reuben Cowder. "You couldn't do better with it," said Dick. Week by week the two men followed the work of the intrepid group. Nancy was exultant over so many things! The redemption of a forsaken church on a hillside turned into a perfectly good sanitarium for convalescents. "It has no windows left, so we do have air. The only way you get it in Serbia." The wonderful help they were getting from the wounded who were able to get about--Austrian and Serbian--who built them incinerators, mended leaking roofs, brought wood for their fireplaces, scrubbed and cooked and even sewed. "We have a class in mattress making--such a funny, funny class. There's a poor one-legged Austrian with a cough which will carry him off soon, once an upholsterer in Vienna. He has taught us all here to make strong, comfortable mattresses. I went myself to Nish and brought all the ticking and needles and thread I could find."