"Look at my hands! I have scratched and bruised them handling those evergreens.

My dress is a sight, too," she added, pointing first to the green stains that decorated her white linen gown, then significantly to a three-cornered tear near the bottom of the skirt.

"I don't care.

It will be out of style by next summer, at any rate." "I'm not much better off," declared Miriam.

"You can't be a working woman and keep up a bandbox appearance, you know." "I should say not," laughed Arline Thayer, who had come up in time to hear Miriam's last remark.
"Does any one know the time ?" asked Grace, standing back a little to view the effect of the bunting she had been winding about a post.