"If I were a stenographer in your office I would think that I was making a fairly good start; but I happen to be the daughter of Alexander Strong living in my own home with my only sister, who can afford to flit like the flittingest of social butterflies from one party to another as well dressed as, and better dressed than, the Great General Average.

You have known us, John, ever since Eileen sat in the sun to dry her handmade curls, while I was leaving a piece of my dress on every busk in Multiflores Canyon.

Right here and now I am going to show you something!" Linda started upstairs, so John Gilman followed her.

She went to the door of Eileen's suite and opened it.
"Now then," she said, "take a look at what Eileen feels she can afford for herself.

You will observe she has complete and exquisite furnishings and all sorts of feminine accessories on her dressing table.