Hermione and her Little Group of Serious Thinkers

I bought the loveliest old spinet -- truly, a fine!

I can sit down to it and image I am my own grandmother's grandmother, you know.

And it's wonderful to sit among those old heir- looms and feel the sense of my ancestors' personalities throbbing and pulsing all about me!

I feel, when I sit at the spinet, that my personality is truly represented by my surroundings at last.

I feel that I have at last achieved sincerity in the midst of my traditions.

And there's a picture of the loveliest old lady . . . old fashioned costume, you know, and all that . . . and the hair dressed in a very peculiar way. . . .

Mamma says its a MADE-UP picture -- not really an antique at all -- but I can just feel the personality vibrating from it.

I got it at a bargain, too.

I call her -- the picture, you know -- after an ancestress of mine who came to this country in the old Colonial days.

With William the Conqueror, you know -