"Yes, of course, now we 're married it's different—we have to be perticular who we entertain. As Mis' Symes says—'Society must draw the line somewhere!'"
Mrs. Tutts searched her face in quick suspicion.
"Who'd she say it about?"
"Promise me that this won't go no further—hope to die?—but to tell the truth we was speakin' of Essie Tisdale."
Mrs. Tutts looked mystified.
"What's she done?"
In unconscious imitation of Mrs. Symes, Mrs. Jackson curled her little finger and smiled a slow, deprecating smile—
"You see she works out—she's really a servant."
Mrs. Tutts nodded in entire comprehension.
"I know; back East in Dakoty we always looked down on them more or less as was out'n out hired girls. But out here I've aimed to treat everybody the same."