Dapper young men arriving in cabs threw off their overcoats before alighting, and ran up the steps in evening dress, went through their automatic greeting and leave-taking, and ran out again to get through their task of making almost numberless calls during the day.

Steady old men like Mr.
Tunbridge and Mr.Schoonmaker, who had had the previous privilege of meeting Mr.Belcher, were turned over to Mrs.Belcher, with whom they sat down and had a quiet talk.

Mrs.Dillingham seemed to know exactly how to apportion the constantly arriving and departing guests.

Some were entertained by herself, some were given to Mr.Belcher, some to the hostess, and others were sent directly to the refreshment tables to be fed.
Mr.Belcher was brought into contact with men of his own kind, who did not fail to recognize him as a congenial spirit, and to express the hope of seeing more of him, now that he had become "one of us." Each one knew some other one whom he would take an early opportunity of presenting to Mr.Belcher.They were all glad he was in New York.

It was the place for him.