"Near a fine golf course and country club with a view across the Hudson that takes your breath away." "That might necessitate the constant attendance of a doctor," said Mrs.
Ludlow drily, "which would add considerably to the expenses.

I would advise the Shinnecock Hills, for instance, which are swept by sea breezes and so reminiscent of Scotland.

Martin would be within a stone's throw of his favorite course, there, wouldn't he, Joan ?" "Yes, Grandmamma," said Joan, still with a high head and a placid smile, although it came to her in a flash that her statement as to where Martin was had not been believed.

What if Grandmother knew where Martin had gone?
How absurd.

How could she?
And then Mr.Ludlow broke in again, impatiently.