Out of school Mother keeps things just as lively as ever, and we have beautiful times.

Mother is having a lovely time with her own friends, too.

Seems as if there is always some one here when I get home, and lots of times there are teas and parties, and people to dinner.
There are gentlemen, too.

I suppose one of them will be Mother's lover by and by; but of course I don't know which one yet.

I'm awfully interested in them, though.