"Gracious!" said Mrs. Salisbury. "Thank you, Justine. We were just
asking. Fifty-five dollars for the two!" she ejaculated under her
breath when the girl was gone. "Why, I could get a fine cook and
waitress for less than that!"

And instantly the idea of two good maids instead of one graduated
one possessed her. A fine cook in the kitchen, paid, say twenty-
five, and a "second girl," paid sixteen. And none of these
ridiculous and inflexible regulations! Ah, the satisfaction of
healthily imposing upon a maid again, of rewarding that maid with
the gift of a half-worn gown, as a peace offering--Mrs. Salisbury
drew a long breath. The time had come for a change.

Mr. Salisbury, however, routed the idea with scorn. His wife had no
argument hardy enough to survive the blighting breath of his
astonishment. And Alexandra, casually approached, proved likewise
unfavorable.

"I am certainly not furthering my own comfort alone in this, as you
and Daddy seem inclined to think," Mrs. Salisbury said severely to
her daughter. "I feel that Justine's system is an imposition upon
you, dear. It isn't right for a pretty girl of your age to be caught
dusting the sitting-room, as Owen caught you yesterday. Daddy and I
can keep a nice home, we keep a motor car, we put the boys in good
schools, and it doesn't seem fair--"

"Oh, fair your grandmother!" Sandy broke in, with a breezy laugh.
"If Owen Sargent doesn't like it, he can just come TO! Look at HIS
mother, eating dinner the other day with four representatives of the