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In the fall of 1930 Hazel Meier went up to the University too. Lucile had taken her to Omaha to outfit her,--she had purchased sports clothes and silk pajamas, dinner gowns, dresses for afternoon wear, and accessories for everything. Lucile had no trouble in pleasing Hazel with the sports clothes,--it took some effort to get her into long, slinky gowns in which she declared to all and sundry salesladies that she felt like kicking something with every step. But Lucile was firm. Hazel was a young lady now,-- no more of this living in tennis outfits all day long. Everything ran to browns and tans and oranges for her,--cream or white or eggshell for evening with that hair and complexion.
When Carter saw the bills he whistled long and loudly. Bonds these days were anemic,--he was worried. There were more griefs in the banking business now than in all his other years put together. He missed his father every day.