Significant；　this　modern　package　system；　of　an　era　of　flats　with　little　storage
  space。　　She　took　in　at　a　glance　the　blue　lettered　placard　announcing　the
  current　price　of　butterine；　and　walked　around　to　the　other　side　of　the　store；
  on　Holmes　Street；　where　the　beef　and　bacon　hung；　where　the　sidewalk　stands　were
  filled；　in　the　autumn；　with　cranberries；　apples；　cabbages；　and　spinach。
  With　little　outer　complaint　she　had　adapted　herself　to　the　constantly　lowering
  levels　to　which　her　husband　had　dropped；　and　if　she　hoped　that　in　Fillmore
  Street　they　had　reached　bottom；　she　did　not　say　so。　　Her　unbetrayed　regret　was
  for　the　loss　of　what　she　would　have　called　〃respectability〃；　and　the　giving　up；
  long　ago；　in　the　little　city　which　had　been　their　home；　of　the　servant　girl　had
  been　the　first　wrench。　　Until　they　came　to　Hampton　they　had　always　lived　in
  houses；　and　her　adaptation　to　a　flat　had　been　harda　flat　without　a　parlour。
  Hannah　Bumpus　regarded　a　parlour　as　necessary　to　a　respectable　family　as　a
  wedding　ring　to　a　virtuous　woman。　　Janet　and　Lise　would　be　growing　up；　there
  would　be　young　men；　and　no　place　to　see　them　save　the　sidewalks。　　The　fear　that
  haunted　her　came　true；　and　she　never　was　reconciled。　　The　two　girls　went　to　the
  public　schools；　and　afterwards；　inevitably；　to　work；　and　it　seemed　to　be　a　part
  of　her　punishment　for　the　sins　of　her　forefathers　that　she　had　no　more　control
  over　them　than　if　they　had　been　boarders；　while　she　looked　on　helplessly；　they
  did　what　they　pleased；　Janet；　whom　she　never　understood；　was　almost　as　much　a
  source　of　apprehension　as　Lise；　who　became　part　and　parcel　of　all　Hannah　deemed
  reprehensible　in　this　new　America　which　she　refused　to　recognize　and
  acknowledge　as　her　own　country。
  To　send　them　through　the　public　schools　had　been　a　struggle。　　Hannah　used　to
  lie　awake　nights　wondering　what　would　happen　if　Edward　became　sick。　　It　worried
  her　that　they　never　saved　any　money：　try　as　she　would　to　cut　the　expenses　down；
  there　was　a　limit　of　decency；　New　England　thrift；　hitherto　justly　celebrated；
  was　put　to　shame　by　that　which　the　foreigners　displayed；　and　which　would　have
  delighted　the　souls　of　gentlemen　of　the　Manchester　school。　　Every　once　in　a
  while　there　rose　up　before　her　fabulous　instances　of　this　thrift；　of　Italians
  and　Jews　who；　ignorant　emigrants；　had　entered　the　mills　only　a　few　years　before
  they；　the　Bumpuses；　had　come　to　Hampton；　and　were　now　independent　property
  owners。　　Still　rankling　in　Hannah's　memory　was　a　day　when　Lise　had　returned
  from　school；　dark　and　mutinous；　with　a　tale　of　such　a　family。　　One　of　the
  younger　children　was　a　classmate。
  〃They　live　on　Jordan　Street　in　a　house；　and　Laura　has　roller　skates。　　I　don't
  see　why　I　can't。〃
  This　was　one　of　the　occasions　on　which　Hannah　had　given　vent　to　her
  indignation。　　Lise　was　fourteen。　　Her　open　rebellion　was　less　annoying　than
  Janet's　silent　reproach；　but　at　least　she　had　something　to　take　hold　of。
  〃Well；　Lise；〃　she　said；　shifting　the　saucepan　to　another　part　of　the　stove；　〃I
  guess　if　your　father　and　I　had　put　both　you　girls　in　the　mills　and　crowded　into
  one　room　and　cooked　in　a　corner；　and　lived　on　onions　and　macaroni；　and　put　four
  boarders　each　in　the　other　rooms；　I　guess　we　could　have　had　a　house；　too。　　We
  can　start　in　right　now；　if　you're　willing。〃
  But　Lise　had　only　looked　darker。
  〃I　don't　see　why　father　can't　make　moneyother　men　do。〃
  〃Isn't　he　working　as　hard　as　he　can　to　send　you　to　school；　and　give　you　a
  chance？〃
  〃I　don't　want　that　kind　of　a　chance。　　There's　Sadie　Howard　at　schoolshe　don't
  have　to　work。　　She　liked　me　before　she　found　out　where　I　lived。。。〃
  There　was　an　element　of　selfishness　in　Hannah's　mania　for　keeping　busy；　for
  doing　all　their　housework　and　cooking　herself。　　She　could　not　bear　to　have　her
  daughters　interfere；　perhaps　she　did　not　want　to　give　herself　time　to　think。
  Her　affection　for　Edward；　such　as　it　was；　her　loyalty　to　him；　was　the　logical
  result　of　a　conviction　ingrained　in　early　youth　that　marriage　was　an
  indissoluble　bond；　a　point　of　views　once　having　a　religious　sanction；　no　less
  powerful　now　thatall　unconsciouslyit　had　deteriorated　into　a　superstition。
  Hannah；　being　a　fatalist；　was　not　religious。　　The　beliefs　of　other　days；　when
  she　had　donned　her　best　dress　and　gone　to　church　on　Sundays；　had　simply　lapsed
  and　lefthabits。　　No　new　beliefs　had　taken　their　place。。。。
  Even　after　Janet　and　Lise　had　gone　to　work　the　household　never　seemed　to　gain
  that　margin　of　safety　for　which　Hannah　yearned。　　Always；　when　they　were　on　the
  verge　of　putting　something　by；　some　untoward　need　or　accident　seemed　to　arise
  on　purpose　to　swallow　it　up：　Edward；　for　instance；　had　been　forced　to　buy　a　new
  overcoat；　the　linoleum　on　the　dining…room　floor　must　be　renewed；　and　Lise　had
  had　a　spell　of　sickness；　losing　her　position　in　a　flower　shop。　　Afterwards；
  when　she　became　a　saleslady　in　the　Bagatelle；　that　flamboyant　department　store
  in　Faber　Street；　she　earned　four　dollars　and　a　half　a　week。　　Two　of　these　were
  supposed　to　go　into　the　common　fund；　but　there　were　clothes　to　buy；　Lise　loved
  finery；　and　Hannah　had　not　every　week　the　heart　to　insist。　　Even　when；　on　an
  occasional　Saturday　night　the　girl　somewhat　consciously　and　defiantly　flung
  down　the　money　on　the　dining…room　table　she　pretended　not　to　notice　it。　　But
  Janet；　who　was　earning　six　dollars　as　a　stenographer　in　the　office　of　the
  Chippering　Mill；　regularly　gave　half　of　hers。
  The　girls　could　have　made　more　money　as　operatives；　but　strangely　enough　in　the
  Bumpus　family　social　hopes　were　not　yet　extinct。
  Sharply；　rudely；　the　cold　stillness　of　the　winter　mornings　was　broken　by
  agitating　waves　of　sound；　penetrating　the　souls　of　sleepers。　　Janet　would　stir；
  her　mind　still　lingering　on　some　dream；　soon　to　fade　into　the　inexpressible；　in
  which　she　had　been　near　to　the　fulfilment　of　a　heart's　desire。　　Each　morning；
  as　the　clamour　grew　louder；　there　was　an　interval　of　bewilderment；　of
  revulsion；　until　the　realization　came　of　mill　bells　swinging　in　high　cupolas
  above　the　river；one　rousing　another。　　She　could　even　distinguish　the　bells：
  the　deep…toned；　penetrating　one　belonged　to　the　Patuxent　Mill；　over　on　the　west
  side；　while　the　Arundel　had　a　high；　ominous　reverberation　like　a　fire　bell。
  When　at　last　the　clangings　had　ceased　she　would　lie　listening　to　the　overtones
  throbbing　in　the　air；　high　and　low；　high　and　low；　lie　shrinking；　awaiting　the
  second　summons　that　never　failed　to　terrify；　the　siren　of　the　Chippering　Mill；…
  …to　her　the　cry　of　an　insistent；　hungry　monster　demanding　its　daily　food；　the
  symbol　of　a　stern；　ugly；　and　unrelenting　necessity。
  Beside　her　in　the　bed　she　could　feel　the　soft　body　of　her　younger　sister
  cuddling　up　to　her　in　fright。　　In　such　rare　moments　as　this　her　heart　melted
  towards　Lise；　and　she　would　fling　a　protecting　arm　about　her。　　A　sense　of
  Lise's　need　of　protection　invaded　her；　a　sharp　conviction；　like　a　pang；　that
  Lise　was　destined　to　wander：　Janet　was　never　so　conscious　of　the　feeling　as　in
  this　dark　hour；　though　it　came　to　her　at　other　times；　when　they　were　not
  quarreling。　　Quarreling　seemed　to　be　the　normal　reaction　between　them。
  It　was　Janet；　presently；　who　would　get　up；　shivering；　close　the　window；　and
  light　the　gas；　revealing　the　room　which　the　two　girls　shared　together。　　Against
  the　middle　of　one　wall　was　the　bed；　opposite　this　a　travel…dented　walnut　bureau
  with　a　marble　top；　with　an　oval　mirror　into　which　were　stuck　numerous　magazine
  portraits　of　the　masculine　and　feminine　talent　adorning　the　American　stage；　a
  preponderance　of　the　music　hall　variety。　　There　were　pictures　of　other　artists
  whom　the　recondite　would　have　recognized　as　〃movie〃　stars；　amazing　yet　veridic
  stories　of　whose　wealth　Lise　read　in　the　daily　press：　all　possessed　limousines…
  …an　infallible　proof；　to　Lise；　of　the　measure　of　artistic　greatness。　　Between
  one　of　these　movie　millionaires　and　an　ex…legitimate　lady　who　now　found
  vaudeville　profitable　was　wedged　the　likeness　of　a　popular　idol　whose
  connection　with　the　footlights　would　doubtless　be　contingent　upon　a　triumphant
  acquittal　at　the　hands　of　a　jury　of　her　countrymen；　and　whose　trial　for　murder；
  in　Chicago；　was　chronicled　daily　in　thousands　of　newspapers　and　followed　by
  Lise　with　breathless　interest　and　sympathy。　　She　was　wont　to　stare　at　this　lady
  while　dressing　and　exclaim：
  〃Say；　I　hope　they　put　it　all　over　that　district　attorney！〃
  To　such　sentiments；　though　deeply　felt　by　her　sister；　Janet　remained　cold；
  though　she　was；　as　will　be　seen；　capable　of　enthusiasms。　　Lise　was　a　truer
  daughter　of　her　time　and　country　in　that　she　had　the　national　contempt　for　law；
  was　imbued　with　the　American　hero…worship　of　criminals　that　caused　the
  bombardment　of　Cora　Wellman's　jail　with　candy；　fruit　and　flowers　and
  impassioned　letters。　　Janet　recalled　there　had　been　others　before　Mrs。　Wellman；
  caught　within　the　meshes　of　the　law；　who　had　incited　in　her　sister　a　similar
  partisanship。
  It　was　Lise　who　had　given　the　note　of　ornamentation　to　the　bedroom。　　Against
  the　cheap　faded　lilac　and　gold　wall…paper　were　tacked　photo…engravings　that　had
  taken　the　younger　sister's　fancy：　a　young　man　and　woman；　clad　in　scanty　bathin