Then, indeed, he experienced a shock, for it was difficult to recognize in this handsome, modish young woman the awkward, ill-dressed country girl he had seen at noon.
Allie was positively stunning.

She was completely transformed from the soles of her well-shod feet to the tip of her French coiffure, and what was more astonishing, she had lost much of her self-consciousness and carried herself with a native grace that became her well.
"Why, _Allie!_" Gray exclaimed.

"You're wonderful! Let me see you." He stood off and gazed at her while she revolved before him.
"Sakes alive! Who'd ever s'pose you'd look like _that!_" the mother exclaimed.
"Miss Good told me I'd look nice, but I didn't believe her.

Do I ?" "You're wonderful, Allie." Gray said it with conviction.
"Honest?
You ain't laughin' at me ?" The amazon's voice quavered.
"Can't you see?
Look at yourself.

I'm proud of you." "I--She said--" Allegheny twisted her hands, she cast an appealing glance at her mother, but the latter was staring at her in open amazement, slowly nodding her head and clucking.
"Tse! Tse! Tse!" It was an approving cluck, and it had a peculiar effect upon the girl.