Do you mean in neckties ?" Beaton stole a glance at the one Fulkerson was wearing.
Miss Woodburn laughed with her face bowed upon her wrist.

"Ah do think you gentlemen in the No'th awe ten tahms as lahvely as the ladies." "Strange," said Beaton.

"In the South--Soath, excuse me! I made the observation that the ladies were ten times as lively as the gentlemen.
What is that you're working ?" "This ?" Miss Woodburn gave it another flirt, and looked at it with a glance of dawning recognition.

"Oh, this is a table-covah.

Wouldn't you lahke to see where it's to go ?" "Why, certainly." "Well, if you'll be raght good I'll let yo' give me some professional advass about putting something in the co'ners or not, when you have seen it on the table." She rose and led the way into the other room.