"Earn them? Why should I have to earn them? I've got plenty of money. I'll buy them. Earn them? I guess not. Harriet, I'll buy you some more. Why, you've got only two beads on your string. That's a shame."
"You do not understand, my dear," explained the Chief Guardian. "A girl wins her beads as she would win honors in any other position in life—by accomplishment. You would not value your beads so highly if you were to purchase them, as you would were you to earn them by doing something worth while."
"Tell me what I can do to earn them," urged Jane after brief reflection.
"For instance, you drive an automobile?"
"Yes; what of that?" asked Jane brightening.
"In that line a girl may win an honor if she is able to drive an automobile for five hundred miles in one season without help or advice——"
"Five hundred miles, why Mrs. Livingston I've driven that old rattle-trap of mine more than two thousand miles already this season and done all the repairing myself."
"That entitles you to a bead, a red one."
"Only one!" pouted Jane.
"Only one," smiled the Guardian.