Hosmer, playfully.
Marie took the card, and a moment after dropped it as though it had been
red-hot.
This was what met her eyes:
"Mrs. James Archington,
"44 North Avenue."
"Grandma--it's grandma," cried Esther, delightedly.
At the December meeting of the Browning Circle the girls discussed Marie
Smythe once more.
"It was the queerest thing," reported Anna Fergus, who knew the whole
story. "You see this Mrs. Archington is Esther's grandmother, and Marie
never knew it. She said so little to the poor girl that Esther had never
chanced to tell her. Talk about retributive justice, this is the most
direct piece of retribution I ever heard of. And the queerest part of it
is that Esther's grandmother is the _real_ North Avenue Archingtons,
while Marie's Cape May friends are a newly-rich family, who happen to
live on the same street with the others, but are not related to them at
all."
"But, girls," said Zoe Binnix, "it's been a splendid thing for Marie,
even if it has been humiliating. I never saw a more completely changed
girl. She's quite dropped her fine-lady airs and subsided into a
sensible being.
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