“Why, I’m sure, Mother, I don’t know.”
“Did you invite him?”
“Indeed, I did not.”
“He isn’t a member of the Club, is he?”
“No; but he knows lots of other people who are.”
“Everybody is saying he came to see you,” broke in Aunt Nannie. “They say you stopped dancing to talk with him.”
“I can’t help what they say, Aunt Nannie.”
“Do you think,” inquired the Bishop’s wife, “that it was altogether wise to get your name associated with his?”
“Isn’t he a gentleman?” asked Sylvia.
“That’s all right, my dear, but you’ve got to remember that you live in the world, and must consider other people’s point of view.”