How long would that experiment last! Doubtless in the years ahead she would try other homes, one after the other.

"Why do we move so in New York!" She thought of that plan of her husband's for the future city street, with long rows on either hand of huge apartment buildings with receding terraces, numberless hanging gardens looking into the street below.

And she wondered whether the city would ever be anything like that?
"In New York all things are possible.".

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"However." Ethel went to her desk and rummaged for paper, pen and ink.
Then she took out of a cubby-hole a bulky letter and read it through.
It was the "round-robin" come again on its annual journey over the land.
It had been in a lonely mining camp, on a cattle ranch, in a mill town and in cities large and small.