I'm in a terrible quandary!" Patty went upstairs, and then followed Miss Daggett into her bedroom.
"I've decided," said the old lady, with the air of one announcing a decision the importance of which would shake at least two continents, "I've decided to go to that ridiculous show of yours." "Oh, have you ?" said Patty, "that's very nice, I'm sure." "I'm glad you're pleased," said the old lady grimly, "though I'm not going for the sake of pleasing you." "Are you going to please your nephew, Mr.Harper ?" said Patty, not being exactly curious, but feeling that she was expected to inquire.
"No, I'm not," said Miss Daggett curtly.

"I'm going to please myself; and I called you over here to advise me what to wear.

Here are all my best dresses, but there's none of them made in the fashions people wear nowadays, and it's too late to have them fixed over.

I wish you'd tell me which one you think comes nearest to being right." Patty looked in amazement at the great heap of beautiful gowns that lay upon the bed.

They were made of the richest velvets and satins and laces, but were all of such an antiquated mode that it seemed impossible to advise anyone to wear them without remodeling.