"We must all take a hand in educating you," said Cornelia, grandly. "My part will be to make you see life as a world of beautiful lines, rhythms, and colors."
"What will mine be?" asked Claude.
"Yours? To make her see life as a vale of Cashmere—all roses and wine."
"And Rob's?"
"Rob will make her see it as a vale of tears—all sermons and social problems. He'll be a necessary corrective to you."
"And to you, too," said Robert, quickly, amidst a general laugh.
Janet was now ready to go. As she and Claude left, Cornelia kissed her tenderly and said:
"Remember, if anything serious happens at home, I want you, Araminta."
III
Claude instructed his chauffeur to drive across Manhattan Bridge through Prospect Park and along the Coney Island Road until the signal should be given to turn back to Janet's home in the Park Slope section. Then he took his seat in the closed car beside his companion.