“That’s always the effect of a farce with me.”
“But then I’m ashamed of being ashamed afterward,” said the girl. “I suppose you go to the theatre a great deal in New York.”
“It’s a school of life,” said Kendricks. “I mean the audience.”
“I would like to go to the opera once. I am going to make papa take me in the winter.” She laughed with a gay sense of power, and he said—
“You seem to be great friends with your father.”
“Yes, we’re always together. I always went everywhere with him; this is the first time I’ve been away without him. But I thought I’d come with Mrs. Deering and see what Saratoga was like; I had never been here.”
“And is it like what you thought?”
“No. The first week we didn’t do anything. Then we got acquainted with Mr. and Mrs. March, and I began to really see something. But I supposed it was all balls and gaiety.”
“We must get up a few if you’re so fond of them,” Kendricks playfully suggested.
“Oh, I don’t know as I am. I never went much at home. Papa didn’t care to have me.”