There was Martha, grown more friendly now, and Emily and the new waitress, Anne, and the telephone girl and the chauffeur and the clerks in various shops who had become acquaintances--altogether quite a circle of people who greeted Ethel on her rounds.

One day as she passed a laundry shop she spied this sign in the window: "Fine linen respectfully treated." And Ethel chuckled at the thought that she herself was treated like that.

On the whole it was rather pleasant, though, and she made the most of it.

She was being carefully "wholesome." Now it was well along in June, time for the children to go to the seashore, so she began to hunt for a place.

At the traveller's bureaus she visited she found the clerks more than ready to give advice by the hour to this gracious young creature so stylishly clad.