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Blue Bonnet stood entranced before cases of the daintiest frocks that could be imagined. "Oh, Aunt Lucinda," she exclaimed, holding up two that attracted her, "I can't make up my mind which of these is the prettier. I adore this blue crepe with these sweet buttons, but the white organdy is such a love with that white fixing and, oh, will you look at that yellow chiffon!
When Saturday night came he found Dot waiting at the entrance of the Bijou Moving Picture Theatre. She was dressed as on the preceding Wednesday in her lilac gown of frailest organdy, but it had evidently been washed and starched since then, for it was fresh and unrumpled. Daylight confirmed the impression he had received that in a sketchy, faulty way she was lovely.
Leonard's, were enabled to attire themselves in a manner that would not seem out of place in the smaller company they expected to meet at the Watkinsons. Over an under-dress of lawn, Caroline Morland put on a white organdy trimmed with lace, and decorated with bows of pink ribbon. At the back of her head was a wreath of fresh and beautiful pink flowers, tied with a similar ribbon. Mrs.
The girl, dressed daintily in a faded muslin, with an organdy kerchief crossed over her swelling bosom, flashed upon Carraway's delighted vision like one of the maidens hanging, gilt-framed, in the old lady's parlour. That she was the particular pride of the family the one luxury they allowed themselves besides their costly mother the lawyer realised upon the instant.
Missy didn't think she was sleepy, but, desiring to be alone with her bewildered thoughts, she went upstairs and lay down. The better to think things over, she closed her eyes; and when she opened them to her amazement there was Aunt Isabel standing beside the bed a radiant vision in pink organdy this time and saying: "Wake up, sleepy-head! It's nearly six o'clock!"
"Terrible thing to be popular! Hasn't Kent the sweetest eyes! Do you know what he said to me the other night at the Evans' party?" The girls drifted out of the cloak room. Lydia sat rigid. Pink organdy! Red silk! Kent's "sweetest eyes"! Then she looked down at the inevitable sailor suit, and at her patched and broken shoes. So far she had had few pangs about her clothes.
"Of course she doesn't, Mother," answered Miss Towne, "she's just a child. There's time enough for those things after High School. I don't know what's going to become of this generation." This was small comfort to Lydia, watching the pretty groups twirl by. Kent, hugging the pink organdy, stopped on the far side of the room from Lydia to get a drink of lemonade.
And Polly advised: "You run back to your room, Sary, and put on a sensible dress to keep Jeb from wondering how much of his earnings it would take to dress you in fine clothes like that organdy gown cost." "Thar's somethin' in that, too, Polly! Ah reckon you're right, so Ah'll throw on that striped shirt-waist your Maw gave me, and the duck skirt with the tucks in it."
Blue Bonnet picked up her things and started for her room. "Wait the dress," Annabel said. She got out the pink organdy. Blue Bonnet glanced at it shyly. "If you don't mind, I believe I'll wear my own." Annabel looked hurt. "All right, if you feel that way, of course. Then we won't wear yours." She handed Blue Bonnet the Peter Thompson. "Oh, yes, you will please do! You are quite welcome.
The latter part of February, the great college social event of the year was to come, the Junior Prom. Lydia felt sure that either Kent or Billy would ask her to go and for this the organdy would not do. And for this she must have a party coat. Lydia knew if she took the matter up with Amos he would go out and borrow money for her. She shuddered at the thought of this.
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