missed. But then, when one is properly trained, one does not cry; so Mrs. Larry made her departure without the accompaniment of childish wails. Nevertheless, the lines in her brow had deepened, and as Mr. Larry started to open the door for her, she laid a hand on his coat sleeve.
"Larry, dear, these investigations of the high cost of living are getting on my nerves. I'm leaving the babies too much with Lena, and I haven't saved a penny yet!"
"The way of the investigator is hard, eh?" murmured Mr. Larry, as he bent for a farewell kiss. "But think what you will save when you have found out the right way! Anyhow, I believe it is good for you to go about a bit. You were sticking too close to the house before you started to look for short cuts in economy. Here you are—out of the house and away at eight o'clock."
Claire, Teresa Moore and Mrs. Norton were waiting in the reception hall.
"So you're all off for Montclair, home of the Cooperative Store, the Cooperative Kitchen
