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Do you know Sudbury Gray?
It's his mother." They had strolled into the living room--a big, square, sunny place, in golden greens and browns, where a bay-window overlooked the Park.
Kneeling on the cushions of the deep window seat she flattened her delicate nose against the glass, peering out through the lace hangings.
"Everybody and his family are driving," she said over her shoulder.

"The rich and great are cornering the fresh-air supply.

It's interesting, isn't it, merely to sit here and count coteries! There is Mrs.
Vendenning and Gladys Orchil of the Black Fells set; there is that pretty Mrs.Delmour-Carnes; Newport! Here come some Cedarhurst people--the Fleetwoods.

It always surprises one to see them out of the saddle.