My! You are lucky to have so many nice clothes.

It's a good thing most girls haven't got them, or they'd stand primpin' all day tryin' to decide which one to put on.

I don't see how you tell yourself." "I wear the one that best hides how pale I am," answered the Girl.

"I use the colours now.

When I grow plump and rosy, I'll wear the white." Granny Moreland dropped on the couch and assured herself that it was Martha's pink Peter Hartman.