"Well, but the orphanage. The orphanage would be limited in number and I would select the children because it woud also be a school, of course, but a most uncommon school where the children would inquire, explore, and the teachers would guide but not rigidly channel. The school would be for girls because they are generally discarded in orphanages now extant. The directors are men and it's the boys who get the chance at schooling and the girls are ignored until they are put out to work in kitchens and other places."

"Not that the boys' schooling is anything to be envied," Cesca commented.

"You're correct, of course. Possibly I will have to modify my plan in some way. I might support, in a different manner, a separate orphanage for boys. Sometimes I think joint education a good thing, but sometimes I think the girls subside where they would not without the presence of boys. I'll thave to think about this aspect further."
Cesca nodded soberly in agreement.
I sipped tea and spied a flock of robins below us swooping down, then up, in a remarkable visual chorus, as remarkable, and as beautiful, as their chorused songs. "But I don't know that this would be enough."
"I doubt it." Cesca did not hesitate.