The furniture for each room was appropriate, and in the so-called parlor, or front room, was installed a piano, because Carrie said she would like to learn to play.

She kept a servant and developed rapidly in household tactics and information.

For the first time in her life she felt settled, and somewhat justified in the eyes of society as she conceived of it.

Her thoughts were merry and innocent enough.

For a long while she concerned herself over the arrangement of New York flats, and wondered at ten families living in one building and all remaining strange and indifferent to each other.