It made her think of high school days, and hungrily she reached back for that old.
zest and inquisitiveness about everything under the moon and stars.
And through this searching she caught hints of the presence in the city of a life wider and deeper than shops and yet not antagonistic--a life of gaiety, grace and ease, but with it all the brilliancy to which Amy had been blind; the rich ferment of new ideas in women's lives, discussions, work of many kinds, art, music, "movements" all combined into one thrilling pulsing whole.

And again she felt within herself that rising tide of youth and eager vitality.
"Oh, what couldn't I do, my dear, if I only had a chance?
Why doesn't somebody see it at once--notice me now, right here on the street?
You, madam, in that limousine--look out and see me--don't go by! You're losing the chance of a lifetime! You're missing me--me--Ethel Knight!" As the dame in her car sped smoothly by, Ethel suddenly laughed aloud.
But her laughter had a dangerous note, and she added fiercely, biting her lip: "Now, don't be silly and burst into tears!" "Ma'am ?" said a voice.
She stopped with a jerk and looked up into the startled eyes of a massive young policeman.

Her last remark had been spoken directly up into his face, and the youth was blushing visibly.
"Oh!" she gasped.

"Excuse me!" "Certainly, ma'am." And she hurried on.
This loneliness lasted several weeks.

Then Joe grew dimly aware of it, and came to her assistance with awkward efforts to comfort her.