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                                  Thus  spoke  the  brave   who  was  born  and  reared  in  the
                                                                 2
                            wigwams of the tribe of the Manhattans .
                                  The girl, after leaving her entertainer, sped swiftly cross-town
                            until she arrived at a handsome and sedate mansion two squares to the
                            east, facing on that avenue which is the highway of Mammon and the
                                          3
                            auxiliary gods . Here she entered hurriedly and ascended to a room
                            where  a  handsome  young  lady  in  an  elaborate  house  dress  was
                            looking anxiously out the window.
                                  "Oh,  you  madcap!"  exclaimed  the  elder  girl,  when  the  other
                            entered. "When will you quit frightening us this way? It's two hours
                            since you ran out in that rag of an old dress and Marie's hat. Mamma
                            has been so alarmed. She sent Louis in the auto to try to find you.
                            You are a bad, thoughtless Puss."
                                  The elder girl touched a button, and a maid came in a moment.
                                  "Marie, tell mamma that Miss Marian has returned."
                                  "Don't scold, Sister. I only ran down to Mme Theo's to tell her
                            to use mauve insertion instead of pink. My costume and Marie's hat
                            were just what I needed. Every one thought I was a shop-girl, I am
                            sure."
                                  "Dinner is over, dear; you stayed so late."
                                  "I know, I slipped on the sidewalk and turned my ankle. 1 could
                            not  walk,  so  I  hobbled  into  a  restaurant  and  sat  there  until  I  was
                            better. That is why I was so long."
                                  The two girls sat in the window seat, looking out at the lights
                            and the stream of hurrying vehicles in the avenue. The younger one
                            cuddled down with her head in her sister's lap.
                                  "We will have to marry some day," she said, dreamily — "both
                            of  us.  We  have  so  much  money  that  we  will  not  be  allowed  to
                            disappoint the public. Do you want me to tell you the kind of a man I
                            could love, Sis?"
                                  "Go on, you scatter-brain," smiled the other.
                                  "I could love a man with dark and kind blue eyes, who is gentle
                            and respectful to poor girls, who is handsome and good and does not


                            1
                              brave: a North American Indian warrior
                            2
                              the tribe of the Manhattan: an Indian tribe which inhabited the island until it
                            was sold to the Dutch in 1626.
                            3
                              the highway of Mammon and the auxiliary gods (metaphor): the district where
                            the rich live
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