Start it at the top and I can finish." Gingerly he undid the earliest buttons on that narrow back of checked gingham, and swiftly the girl completed the process to her waist.

Then the waist was off her meagre shoulders and she stepped from the hated garment.

The Wilbur twin was aghast at her downright methods.

He had a feeling that she should have retired for this change.

How was he to know that an emergency had lifted her above prejudices sacred to the meaner souled?
But now he raised a new objection, for beneath her gown the girl had been still abundantly and intricately clad, girded, harnessed.
"I can't ever put on all those other things," he declared, indicating the elaborate underdressing.
"Very well, I'll keep 'em on under the pants and waist till I get to the great city," said the girl, obligingly.