The wisest woman in the faculty said of Sylvia: "That girl with her head among the stars has her feet planted on solid ground.

Her life will count." And the girlhood that Sylvia had partly lost, was recovered and prolonged.
It was a fine thing to be an American college girl, Sylvia realized, and the varied intercourse, the day's hundred and one contacts and small excitements, meant more to her than her fellow students knew.

When there was fun in the air Sylvia could be relied upon to take a hand in it.

Her allowance was not meagre and she joined zestfully in such excursions as were possible, to concerts, lectures, and the theatre.

She had that reverence for New England traditions that is found in all young Westerners.