If something isn't done, the better class of people will have to move out of the country." "Or go back to doing their own work," said Mrs.Ranger.
Mrs.Whitney smiled vaguely--a smile which said, "I'm too polite to answer that remark as it deserves." "Why didn't you bring Jenny along ?" inquired Mrs.Ranger, when they were in the "front parlor," the two older women seated, Adelaide moving restlessly about.
"Janet and Ross haven't come yet," answered Mrs.Whitney.

"They'll be on next week, but only for a little while.

They both like it better in the East.

All their friends are there and there's so much more to do." Mrs.
Whitney sighed; before her rose the fascination of all there was to "do" in the East--the pleasures she was denying herself.
"I don't see why you don't live in New York," said Mrs.Ranger.

"You're always talking about it." "Oh, I can't leave Charles!" was Mrs.Whitney's answer.