"You believe in inheritance."
"I don't know about that," said Mrs. Caruthers. "I believe in family."
"Well, I believe in inheritance. But what proof is there that the young lady of whom we were speaking has no family?"
Julia raised herself up from her reclining position, and Mrs. Caruthers sat suddenly forward in her chair.
"Why, she is nobody!" cried the first. "Nobody knows her, nor anything about her."
"Here—" said Philip.
"Here! Of course. Where else?"
"Yes, just listen to that!" Tom broke in. "I xxow should anybody know her here, where she has never lived! But that's the way—"
"I suppose a Sandwich Islander's family is known in the Sandwich
Islands," said Mrs. Caruthers. "But what good is that to us?"
"Then you mean, the family must be a New York family?"