"
"Isn't that wonderful?" Nancy said.
"Well, Rose said they weren't trying to make anything out of it--
it's a family club, and it's here for the general convenience of
the Gardens. Now, for instance, if a fellow from outside joins, he
pays one hundred and fifty initiation fee, and seventy-five a
year."
"H'm!" said Nancy, in satisfaction. The Marlborough Gardens Yacht
Club was not for the masses. "All we need for the children is a
five-dollar bath house," she added presently, "For we're so near
that it's really easier for you and me to walk over in our bathing
suits."
"Oh, sure!" Bert agreed easily. "Unless, of course," he added
after a pause, "all the other fellows do something else."
"Oh of course!" agreed Nancy, little dreaming that she and her
husband were in these words voicing the new creed that was to be
theirs.
Chapter Twenty-one
Up to this time it might have been said that the Bradleys had
grasped their destiny, and controlled it with a high hand. Now
their destiny grasped them, and they became its helpless prey.
Neither Nancy nor Bert was at all conscious of this; in deciding
to do just what all the other persons at the Gardens did, they
merely felt that they were accepted, that they were a part at last
of this wholly fascinating and desirable group.
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