Every woman
of them placed motherhood not only higher than other duties, but so
far higher that there were no other duties, one might almost say.
All their wide mutual love, all the subtle interplay of mutual
friendship and service, the urge of progressive thought and invention,
the deepest religious emotion, every feeling and every act was related
to this great central Power, to the River of Life pouring through them,
which made them the bearers of the very Spirit of God.
Of all this I learned more and more--from their books, from
talk, especially from Ellador. She was at first, for a brief moment,
envious of her friend--a thought she put away from her at once
and forever.
"It is better," she said to me. "It is much better that it has
not come to me yet--to us, that is. For if I am to go with you to
your country, we may have `adventures by sea and land,' as you say
[and as in truth we did], and it might not be at all safe for a baby.
So we won't try again, dear, till it is safe--will we?"
This was a hard saying for a very loving husband.
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