But he held Carley too tightly, and so she told him, and added, "I imbibed some fresh pure air while I was out West--something you haven't here--and I don't want it all squeezed out of me." The latter days of July Carley made busy--so busy that she lost her tan and appetite, and something of her splendid resistance to the dragging heat and late hours.

Seldom was she without some of her friends.

She accepted almost any kind of an invitation, and went even to Coney Island, to baseball games, to the motion pictures, which were three forms of amusement not customary with her.

At Coney Island, which she visited with two of her younger girl friends, she had the best time since her arrival home.

What had put her in accord with ordinary people?
The baseball games, likewise pleased her.