She explained as well as she could the social destitution of these opulent people, and she had of course to name Beaton as the source of her knowledge concerning them.
"Did Mr.Beaton suggest your calling on them ?" "No; he rather discouraged it." "And why do you think you ought to go in this particular instance?
New York is full of people who don't know anybody." Margaret laughed.

"I suppose it's like any other charity: you reach the cases you know of.

The others you say you can't help, and you try to ignore them." "It's very romantic," said Mrs.Horn.

"I hope you've counted the cost; all the possible consequences." Margaret knew that her aunt had in mind their common experience with the Leightons, whom, to give their common conscience peace, she had called upon with her aunt's cards and excuses, and an invitation for her Thursdays, somewhat too late to make the visit seem a welcome to New York.

She was so coldly received, not so much for herself as in her quality of envoy, that her aunt experienced all the comfort which vicarious penance brings.