those I've always known," she went on eagerly. "I want to see something of another life than this humdrum existence of teas and dinners, charity bazaars and hospital board meetings, slum children's picnics and high-brow concerts. I'm just bored to death with it!"
"Don't you ride at the horse-show, and belong to the Pine-tree Hunt, and risk your neck jumping wire? Isn't that enough excitement for any nice girl?" inquired Elsie indignantly.
"It's the only thing that has kept me alive in this miserable, narrow rut we live in."
"How can you call us narrow when we have let you ride cross-saddle and make us all conspicuous. I never had thought to live"—Mrs. Galbraith's chin trembled—"to see a daughter of mine in trousers! I've suffered and said nothing. You haven't had the faintest idea how it has distressed me. We've humored you and now this impossible escapade which you suggest is our reward. If you carry it out. Nan, you will be the first of our family to bring a blush to our cheeks!"
"You blushed when Grandfather Maitlack
