Anna Mary bought three magazines for Beth and a bunch of violets, and finally a box of chocolates from a succession of boys that passed through the car. Beth could not help knowing that Anna Mary spent more than two dollars on these gifts. It was such a great sum to expend so recklessly on her small self that Beth was almost as much troubled as pleased by such extravagance. She conveyed her feeling to Anna Mary. The maid laughed. “All ladies have such thrifles in traveling Miss Beth. You’ll have to get used to more than that, my dear,” she said. Beth tasted the chocolates thoughtfully. It was true, then, the unlikely things she had read in stories, of girls who thought no more of two pound boxes of candy, nor thought as much of them, as Beth thought of buying a quarter of a pound of cough drops in a white, scalloped edged bag at Armstrong’s, the druggist’s, at home! The train proved to be a fast one; Beth had never ridden so fast. They whirled past landscapes that were shaken down into a confusing whole made up of trees, fences, hills, river, ponds and towns on a grayish-yellow November background, much as Mr. Armstrong shook together the ingredients of a prescription in a bottle. Beth kept swinging around in her chair at first to talk to Anna Mary, but Anna Mary was plainly not inclined to conversation. She fell asleep as soon as Beth discovered this fact, and let her alone; the little girl happily resigned herself to looking out of the window, to turning the pages of her magazines, to watching the other passengers, and at last to enjoying the wonder of the great thought that she, Beth Bristead, was rushing toward New York at a fearful, yet safe speed, in such a beautiful car that it hardly seemed possible the great city held anything finer. It was growing dusk when Anna Mary awoke with a start. She smiled at Beth with great kindness and approval. “Well, you are a good child, whatever else you may be!” she said. “I think I lost meself a few minyutes. Now, we’re goin’ to have our dinner. It’s early, but we’ll take our time at it, and be nicely back here for a while before we get into town.” She arose and Beth followed her. “Leave your hat and coat here, Miss Beth; there’ll nobody touch ’em,” Anna Mary said, and Beth rather anxiously obeyed.