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felt about their travelling together. She left it to be inferred that she
might have had a little money with her from home. At least, the older
woman asked no questions about how she secured provisions for the way.

When Elizabeth came to her Chicago experience, her grandmother clasped her
hands as if a serpent had been mentioned, and said: "How degrading! You
certainly would have been justified in shooting the whole company. I
wonder such places are allowed to exist!" But Marie sat with large eyes of
wonder, and retailed the story over again in the kitchen afterwards for
the benefit of the cook and the butler, so that Elizabeth became
henceforth a heroine among them.

Elizabeth passed on to her Philadelphia experience, and found that here
her grandmother was roused to blazing indignation, but the thing that
roused her was the fact that a Bailey should serve behind a counter in a
ten-cent Store. She lifted her hands, and uttered a moan of real pain,
and went on at such a rate that the smelling-salts had to be brought into
requisition again.

When Elizabeth told of her encounter with the manager in the cellar, the
grandmother said: "How disgusting! The impertinent creature! He ought to
be sued. I will consult the lawyer about the matter. What did you say his
name was? Marie, write that down. And so, dear, you did quite right to
come to me. I've been looking at you while you talked, and I believe
you'll be a pretty girl if you are fixed up. Marie, go to the telephone,
and call up Blandeaux, and tell him to send up a hair-dresser at once. I
want to see how Miss Elizabeth will look with her hair done low in one of
those new coils. I believe it will be becoming. I should have tried it
long ago myself; only it seems a trifle too youthful for hair that is
beginning to turn gray."

Elizabeth watched her grandmother in wonder. Here truly was a new phase of
woman. She did not care about great facts, but only about little things.
Her life was made up of the great pursuit of fashion, just like Lizzie's.
Were people in cities all alike? No, for he, the one man she had met in
the wilderness, had not seemed to care. Maybe, though, when he got back to
the city he did care. She sighed and turned toward the new grandmother.

"Now I have told you everything, grandmother. Shall I go away? I wanted to
go to school; but I see that it costs a great deal of money, and I don't
want to be a burden on any one. I came here, not to ask you to