Youth and happiness and summer-time incarnate, the vision went on
its way, down the bright street; and other carriages followed it,
and were praised as those that had gone before had been. But no
entry in any flower parade that Santa Paloma had ever known, was as
much discussed as this one. Indeed, it began a new era; but that was
later on. When Mrs. Burgoyne's plain white frock appeared among the
elaborate gowns worn at the club luncheon that afternoon, she was
quite overwhelmed by congratulations. She went away very early, to
superintend the children's luncheon at the Hall, and then Mrs. White
had a chance to tell the distinguished guests who she was, and that
she could well afford to play Lady Bountiful to the Santa Paloma
children.

"One wouldn't imagine it, she seems absolutely simple and
unspoiled," said Mrs. Governor.

"She is!" said Mrs. Lloyd unexpectedly.

"I told her how scared most of us had been at the mere idea of her
coming here, Parker," Mrs. Lloyd told her husband later, "and how
friendly she is, and that she always wears little wash dresses, and
that the other girls are beginning to wear checked aprons and
things, because her girls do! Of course, I said it sort of
laughingly, you know, but I don't think Clara White liked it ONE
BIT, and I don't care! Clara is rather mad at me, anyway," she went
on, musingly, "because yesterday she telephoned that she was going
to send that Armenian peddler over here, with some Madeira lunch
cloths. They WERE beauties, and only twenty-three dollars; you'd pay
fifty for them at Raphael Weil's--they're smuggled, I suppose! But I