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. It was all very cool and refreshing. She began to see where certain phases of city life might prove to be quite pleasant. The modern fleshpots may seem alluring not alone in retrospect. At length they passed from the asphalt paving on to a roadway of yellow-red gravel, and up ahead, Mary Louise could see a stretch of open country and beyond, a ridge of misty blue hills. There was a double line of young maples on either side of the boulevard and the fresh young leaves were rustling vigorously in the evening breeze as they passed. Claybrook settled down in his seat us they gained the boundary between paving and roadway with what seemed almost like a sigh of relief. He turned upon his companion a satisfied smile, meanwhile cutting down their speed appreciably. "This is something like it," he said. "Pretty hot down your way to-day?" "Terrible," admitted Mary Louise. "I don't believe those walls will get cool again before Christmas." He smiled without answering, being occupied at the moment with a little difficulty in the traffic. Directly he was free. "Rare old boy--the other night," he said, still watching the road. For a moment she did not catch the reference. "Down in the Rathskeller," he added. A hot rush of confusion struck her and she made no reply, but he went on: "I've often wondered what these people were like fifty years ago--living on top of the world, best farm land anywhere, fine old homes, lots of servants--nothing to do but enjoy life. Let it slip away from them, didn't they? Must not have known what they had." He had relaxed and was driving comfortably. And as though wrapped in a mist of his own musing he continued, his eyes fixed on the road before him, "I've often thought that if I ever got to the point where I could afford it I would get me one of those old places--lot of land--stock it up well, fix up the house. I'd like to leave something like that to my family." He chuckled. "They might not appreciate it as much as I do, however." "They might," she replied. "They might have just as hard a time trying to keep it as--as we have. Conditions might change again in the next fifty years." He turned and smiled at her. "Hadn't thought of that." The crow's feet were thick about his eyes. "Who was the boy?--the one you were with the other night." Mary Louise flushed in spite of herself. "Joe--Joe Hooper. You've heard me speak of him." "Oh, yes. Lives in Bloomfield, doesn't he?"
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