All the women, richer, better placed in the game than Milly, easily detecting the shabbiness of her home beneath the attempts to furbish up, envied the girl these two gifts. Why? Because they most help a woman to be what civilization has forced her to be--a successful adventuress.
"Milly is such a sweet creature," Mrs. Gilbert purred to her companion, as she sank back into the silky softness of the brougham that Roy Gilbert had provided for her. "I do hope she'll marry well!"
"Of course she must marry properly,--some man who will give her the opportunity of exercising her remarkable social gift," Mrs. Bowman pronounced sagely.
Nettie Gilbert smiled. She felt that she had done a kind act that day.
"The girl has a career before her, if she makes no mistakes," the great lady added.
And that was the universal verdict of all the experienced women who came to bid their young hostess farewell and make their pretty speeches. One and all they recognized a woman's triumph. In this first attempt she had shown what she could do "with nothing, positively nothing--that house!" Hers was a talent like any other, not to be denied. The woman's talent. Obviously Horatio could not finance this career on coffee and tea. Some stronger man, better equipped in fortune, must be found and pressed into service. Who of all the young and middle-aged men that had come that afternoon to take the girl's hand and say the proper things would undertake this responsibility? From the way they hung about Milly, it might be seen that she would not have to wait long for her "working partner."
"Next, Milly's engagement!" Vivie Norton suggested daringly.
"And then!" Sally shouted, waving her arms in abandon at the vision she conjured.
"Did you ever see so many men?... And they never go to afternoon things if they can help it...."
Yes, it was an indubitable triumph! Even Horatio and Grandma Ridge admitted it, as they sat down in the disorder of the cluttered dining-room with the drooping flowers to munch sandwiches and drink cold chocolate for supper. They were plainly excited and somewhat awed by the vistas of the new social horizon that was opening through Milly's little party.
Milly was roused the next morning from a deep sleep to answer a knock at her door.
