She is not one of that narrow school who
holds to a fallacy just because she accepted it in the beginning. The
elders objected to her teaching a class in Sunday-school because they
claimed her opinions would prove menacing to the young and uninformed.
And it is true. She is dangerous company for the young right now. But
she is starting out along better lines and I think will be a different
woman."
"Dangerous for the young." The words repeated themselves in Carol's
mind. "Dangerous for the young." Carol was young herself. "Dangerous
for the young."
The next afternoon, Carol arrayed herself in her most girlishly
charming gown, and with a smile on her lips, and trepidation in her
heart, she marched off to call on her Jezebel. The Jezebel was
surprised, no doubt of that. And she was pleased. Every one liked
Carol,--even Jezebels. And Mrs. Waldemar was very much alone. However
much a woman may revel in the admiration of men, there are times when
she craves the confidence of at least one woman. Mrs. Waldemar led
Carol up-stairs to a most seductively attractive little sitting-room,
and Carol sat at her feet, as it were, for two full hours.
Then she tripped away home, more than ever aware of the wonderful charm
of Mrs.
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