But then she looked into the city--into schools and kindergartens, clothes and friends and children's parties, books and plays.
And through them all to her dismay she felt conflicting currents, clashes between old and new.

She felt New York.

And anxiously she asked herself, "What is old-fashioned?
What is normal?
What is wholesome?
What is nice ?" Cautiously she made her way, testing and comparing, trying small experiments.

Often sharply she would draw in her horns.

She had struck something "common!" And she knew all this was nothing compared to the puzzles that lay ahead.