CHAPTER XVII

I The Murray clan had a really terrible time in the summer that followed Emily’s twenty-second birthday. Neither Teddy nor Ilse came home that summer. Ilse was touring in the West and Teddy betook himself into some northern hinterland with an Indian treaty party to make illustrations for a serial. But Emily had so many beaus that Blair Water gossip was in as bad a plight as the centipede who couldn’t tell which foot came after which. So many beaus and not one of them such as the connection could approve of. There w…