"The classics' do help to furnish a room nicely, don't they?" Margaret granted. "But the Hamiltons have books which they read. French and German as well as English."
"Well, of course, a public school teacher's home would be likely to have all kinds of books," Mrs. Ocksreider conceded, "that society people wouldn't buy."
"Of course," Margaret agreed.
"But I don't see why that should make their little home on Green Street what you called it—'distinguished.'"
"But I said the furnishings and the inmates gave it distinction. You see, I know because I am very intimate with them."
"I have heard that you were. It is so nice for your husband's little stenographer that you should take her up like that. It's so unusual, too. She's very fortunate, I'm sure."
"It's rather she that has taken me up. I'm quite proud that she thinks me worth the time she gives me. You see she's more than Mr. Leitzel's stenographer: she's an able law clerk. Mr. Leitzel says she's indispensable to him."
"Then he and his sisters share your enthusiasm over the Hamiltons?" Mrs. Ocksreider inquired in a tone of polite skepticism.
"I am the only one of us all who is intimate with them," Margaret complacently stated.
"I didn't see them at your reception last fall, did I?"