"You go ahead and match it for mamma," said she.

"I've got to run in and see Bessie Andrews." "But I promised Uncle George I'd come and help him with the monthly bills," objected Susan.
"You can do both.

It'll take you only a minute.

If mother had known you were going uptown, she'd never have trusted _me_." And Ruth had tucked the sample in Susan's belt and was hurrying out Maple Street.

There was nothing for Susan to do but go on alone.
Two squares, and she was passing the show place of Sutherland, the home of the Wrights.