"Simply because I was asked not to mention any particulars that might
prejudice you; and besides, you never asked me anything!" retorted
Anne, feeling impatient with Barbara.
"What's more, Bob, I can't see any justice in making the poor Brewsters
suffer for what your own father did! But I'm glad he sent us here--it
is great!" declared Eleanor.
"Naturally, you find your level in a common country home and family!"
said Barbara in an unpleasant voice.
"Words never killed any one, Bob, so keep it up if it makes you feel
better. I'm used to your complaints," laughed Eleanor.
"And allow me to add, Bob, that the Brewsters are _not_ common
farmers. Mrs. Brewster had a better education and has more sense than
any woman--other than my mother--that I know; and Mr. Brewster is a
fine man respected by every one that knows him. Even the government
admires his intelligence and worth, and employs him in cases where they
need expert agricultural advice and reports!" Anne spoke with frankness
and warmth.
"The government employs all sorts of men in its need, but that doesn't
say the man is a gentleman, nor does it make his wife a lady. _Our_
mother is a lady and goes in the very best society in Chicago!" said
Barbara.
"Society does not make the lady, but the lady makes society. Mrs.
Brewster could form the most exclusive set in Chicago if she cared for
that sort of thing!" came from Anne, curtly.
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