when I was living in Utica. That's a watery waste, if you like, and a tempest there would have been a pleasant variety."
"Your parents seemed to me so peaceful!" Vogelstein exclaimed, with a vague wish to say something sympathetic.
"Oh, you have n't seen them on shore! At Utica they were very lively. But that is no longer our home. Don't you remember I told you I was working for New York? Well, I worked,—I had to work hard. But we have moved."
"And I hope they are happy," said Vogelstein.
"My father and mother? Oh, they will be, in time. I must give them time. They are very young yet; they have years before them. And you have been always in Washington?" Pandora continued. "I suppose you have found out everything about everything."
"Oh, no; there are some things I can't find out."
"Come and see me, and perhaps I can help you. I am very different from what I was on the ship. I have advanced a great deal since then."
"Oh, how was Miss Day on the ship?" asked the cabinet minister of the last administration.
"She was delightful, of course," said Vogelstein.
"He is very flattering; I did n't open my mouth!" Pandora cried. "Here comes Mrs. Steuben, to take me to some other place. I believe it's a literary party, near the Capitol. Everything seems so separate, in Washington. Mrs. Steuben is going to read
