angrily. "Man, she has a heart and a soul
and a brain, if that is what you mean! I
shouldn't think you would be able to look
at her from the standpoint of a critic."

Leroy shrugged his shoulders and went
off. For a moment I almost hated him for
not feeling more resentful. I felt as if he
owed it to his wife to take offence at my
foolish speech.

It was evident that the "mountain woman"
had become the fashion. I read reports in
the papers about her unique receptions. I
saw her name printed conspicuously among
the list of those who attended all sorts of
dinners and musicales and evenings among
the set that affected intellectual pursuits.
She joined a number of women's clubs of
an exclusive kind.

"She is doing whatever her husband tells
her to," said Jessica. "Why, the other day
I heard her ruining her voice on 'Siegfried'!"

But from day to day I noticed a difference
in her. She developed a terrible activity.
She took personal charge of the affairs of
her house; she united with Leroy in keep-
ing the house filled with guests; she got