CHAPTER XVII
A Real Kiss
At seventeen, Eleanor was through at Harmon. She was to have one year of preparatory school and then it was the desire of Beulah’s heart that she should go to Rogers. The others contended that the higher education should be optional and not obligatory. The decision was finally to be left to Eleanor herself, after she had considered it in all its bearings.
“If she doesn’t decide in favor of college,” David said, “and she makes her home with me here, as I hope she will do, of course, I don’t see what society we are going to be able to give her. Unfortunately none of our contemporaries have growing daughters. She ought to meet eligible young men and that sort of thing.”
“Not yet,” Margaret cried. The two were having a cozy cup of tea at his apartment. “You’re so terribly worldly, David, that you frighten me sometimes.”
“You don’t know where I will end, is that the idea?” 204
“I don’t know where Eleanor will end, if you’re already thinking of eligible young men for her.”
“Those things have got to be thought of,” David answered gravely.