"He begins to include you in the well-to-do classes, and suspects you accordingly," replied Philip.
There was a knock at the door, and a pretty girl came in.
"Oh, I ran up," she said, "to ask whether this hat would do for Denshire. I don't want to disgrace you, Dale;" and she held up a hat she carried in her hand.
"It would do for Paradise," said Dale. "Besides, there isn't going to be any difference at all in Denshire. We are going to be and do and dress just as we are and do and dress here. Aren't we, Phil?"
"That is the scheme," said Philip.
"We shall care for no one's opinion," pursued Dale, warming to his subject. "We shall be absolutely independent. We shall show them that their way of living is not the only way of living. We——"
"In fact, Nellie," interrupted Philip, "we shall open their eyes considerably. So we flatter ourselves."
"It's not that at all," protested Dale.
"You can't help it, Dale," said Nellie, smiling brightly at him. "Of course they will open their eyes at the great Mr. Bannister. We all open our eyes at him, don't we, Mr. Hume? Well, then, the hat will do—as a week-day hat, I mean?"