If Mrs.Comstock decided to attend she was to drive in with the Sintons.

When Elnora begged her to come she said she cared nothing about such silliness.
It was almost time for Wesley to come to take Elnora to the city, when fresh from her bath, and dressed to her outer garment, she stood with expectant face before her mother and cried: "Now my dress, mother!" Mrs.Comstock was pale as she replied: "It's on my bed.

Help yourself." Elnora opened the door and stepped into her mother's room with never a misgiving.

Since the night Margaret and Wesley had brought her clothing, when she first started to school, her mother had selected all of her dresses, with Mrs.Sinton's help made most of them, and Elnora had paid the bills.

The white dress of the previous spring was the first made at a dressmaker's.