"But you are so old-fashioned in your ideas of living and pleasures,
father, and I want to know if this place will suit me. Are the
Brewsters members of the best set there, or will I be left absolutely
unaided to find a way to meet young people such as we would like to
know?" asked Barbara, anxiously.

"The Brewsters are by far the wealthiest family in that whole section
of country, and I have heard that the ranch and house are the finest in
the state. You met young John Brewster at the College Prom and you can
tell what you think of _him._"

"Ye-es, young Brewster is all right. Every one seemed to think he is
exceptionally nice," remarked Barbara.

Mrs. Maynard sighed with relief as she felt that a weight had been
lifted from her mind. She was anxious to have her two daughters climb
the social ladder to a higher plane than she had been able to reach, so
she knew they must be careful to associate with only those who had
already arrived there through forbears or ambition.

"Then we can wire Anne at once to complete arrangements, Frederick?"
ventured the lady, watching her husband's expression.

"I'll attend to that but when can you be ready to go?" asked Mr.
Maynard, glancing from one to the other of the trio.

"The same day you start, Daddy!" declared Eleanor, giving her father a
hug.

"Why, we simply can't, Nolla! Father leaves Chicago next week and we