n that came over with us," and she went with her
trouble to her own husband as soon as she could.

"I'm afraid it isn't the custom to go around alone with young men as
much as Ellen thinks," she suggested.

"He ought to know," said the judge. "I don't suppose he would if it
wasn't."

"That is true," Mrs. Kenton owned, and for the time she put her
misgivings away.

"So long as we do nothing wrong," the judge decided, "I don't see why we
should not keep to our own customs."

"Lottie says they're not ours, in New York."

"Well, we are not in New York now."

They had neither of them the heart to interfere with Ellen's happiness,
for, after all, Breckon was careful enough of the appearances, and it
was only his being constantly with Ellen that suggested the Dutch lady's
surmise. In fact, the range of their wanderings was not beyond the
dunes, though once they went a little way on one of the neatly bricked
country roads that led towards The Hague. As yet there had been no
movement in any of the party to see the places that lie within such easy
tram-reach of The Hague, and the hoarded interest of the past in
their keeping. Ellen chose to dwell in the actualities which were
an enlargement of her own present, and Lottie's active spirit found
employment enough in the amusements at the Kurhaus. She shopped in the
little bazars which make a Saratoga under the colonnades fronting two
sides of the great space before the hotel, and she formed a critical
and exacting taste in music from a constant attendance at the afternoon
concerts; it is true that during the winter in New York she had cast
forever behind her the unsophisticated ideals of Tuskingum in the art,
so that from the first she was able to hold the famous orchestra that
played in the Kurhaus concert-room up to the highest standard. She had
no use for anybody who had any use for rag-time, and she was terribly
severe with a young American, primarily of Boyne's acquaintance, who
tried to make favor with her by asking about the latest coon-songs. She
took the highest ethical ground with him about tickets in a charitable
lottery which he had bought from the portier, but could not move him on
the lower level which he occupied. He offered to give her the picture
which was the chief prize, in case he won it, and she assured him
beforehand that she should not take it. She warned Boyne against him,
under threats of exposure to their mother, as not a good influence, but
one af