At Fifty-ninth Street and Fifth Avenue a blaze of lights from several new hotels which bordered the Plaza Square gave a suggestion of sumptuous hotel life.

Fifth Avenue, the home of the wealthy, was noticeably crowded with carriages, and gentlemen in evening dress.

At Sherry's an imposing doorman opened the coach door and helped them out.

Young Ames held Carrie's elbow as he helped her up the steps.

They entered the lobby already swarming with patrons, and then, after divesting themselves of their wraps, went into a sumptuous dining-room.
In all Carrie's experience she had never seen anything like this.