The even climate was favorable to "going out by the day," or the delivery of meals, the number of wealthy residents gave opportunity for catering on a large scale; the crowding tourists and health seekers made a market for all manner of transient service and cooked food, and the constant lack of sufficient or capable servants forced the people into an unwilling consideration of any plan of domestic assistance.
In a year's deliberate effort Diantha had acquainted herself with the rank and file of the town's housemaids and day workers, and picked her assistants carefully.

She had studied the local conditions thoroughly, and knew her ground.

A big faded building that used to be "the Hotel" in Orchardina's infant days, standing, awkward and dingy on a site too valuable for a house lot and not yet saleable as a business block, was the working base.
A half year with Mrs.Weatherstone gave her $500 in cash, besides the $100 she had saved at Mrs.Porne's; and Mrs.Weatherstone's cheerfully offered backing gave her credit.
"I hate to let you," said Diantha, "I want to do it all myself." "You are a painfully perfect person, Miss Bell," said her last employer, pleasantly, "but you have ceased to be my housekeeper and I hope you will continue to be my friend.

As a friend I claim the privilege of being disagreeable.

If you have a fault it is conceit.