In one way her mother’s calculating training had been most effective.  Louise was not only a dainty, lovely maid to the eye, but her manners were gracious and winning and she had that admirable self-possession which quickly endears one even to casual acquaintances.  She did not impress more intimate friends as being wholly sincere, yet there was nothing in her acts, since that one escapade referred to, that merited severe disapproval.

Of course the brilliant idea of foisting her precious daughter upon the “select” society of the metropolis was original with Mrs. Merrick.  Louise was well content with things as they were; but not so the mother.  The rise from poverty to affluence, the removal of all cares and burdens from her mind, had merely fostered still greater ambitions.  Uncle John’s generosity had endowed each of his three nieces with an ample fortune.  “I want ’em to enjoy the good things of life while they’re at an age to enjoy ’em,” he said; “for the older one gets the fewer things are found to be enjoyable.  That’s my experience, anyhow.”  He also told the girls frankly that they were to inherit jointly—­although not equally—­his entire fortune.  Yet even this glowing prospect did not satisfy Mrs. Merrick.  Since all her plans for Louise, from the very beginning, had been founded on personal selfishness, she now proposed to have her daughter gain admission to recognized fashionable society in order that she might herself bask in the reflection of the glory so obtained and take her place with the proud matrons who formed the keystone of such society.  After carefully considering ways and means to gain her object she had finally conceived the idea of utilizing Mr. Merrick.  She well knew Uncle John would not consider one niece to the exclusion of the others, and had therefore used his influence to get all three girls properly “introduced.”  Therefore her delight and excitement were intense when the butler brought up Diana’s card and she realized that “the perfectly swell Miss Von Taer” was seated in her reception room.  She rushed to Louise, who, wholly innocent of any knowledge of the intrigue which had led to this climax, opened her blue eyes in astonishment and said with a gasp: 

“Oh, mother! what shall I do?”

“Do?  Why, go down and make yourself agreeable, of course.  It’s your chance, my dear, your great chance in life!  Go—­go!  Don’t, for heaven’s sake, keep her waiting.”

Louise went down.  In her most affable and gracious way she approached the visitor and said: 

“It is very nice of you to call upon me.  I am so glad to meet Miss Von Taer.”  Diana, passing conversational nothings with the young girl, was pleased by her appearance and self-possession.  This aspirant for social honors was fresh, fair and attractive, with a flow of small talk at her tongue’s end.

“Really,” thought the fastidious visitor, “this one, at least, will do me no discredit.  If she is a fair sample of the others we shall get along very nicely In this enterprise.”