That little round bundle on the top of the basket is your stockings." Margaret sat down and began sewing swiftly, and a little later opened the machine, and ran several long seams.
Elnora returned in a few minutes holding up her skirts and stepping daintily in the new shoes.
"Don't soil them, honey, else you're sure they fit," cautioned Wesley.
"They seem just a trifle large, maybe," said Elnora dubiously, and Wesley knelt to feel.

He and Margaret thought them a fit, and then Elnora appealed to her mother.

Mrs.Comstock appeared wiping her hands on her apron.

She examined the shoes critically.
"They seem to fit," she said, "but they are away too fine to walk country roads." "I think so, too," said Elnora instantly.

"We had better take these back and get a cheaper pair." "Oh, let them go for this time," said Mrs.Comstock.