She's been building a costume all the morning." The car swung around the corner of Maple Avenue and down the hill towards the village, leaving Lysander sitting at the corner, wailing dolefully.
Brent's was the local emporium for everything needed, from the college standpoint.

Not only were its shelves filled with goods which varied from library supplies to latest fiction, but there was an ice cream parlor annex patronized almost entirely by students.
Anne was engrossed over a selection of patterns at the counter in the back of the store.

She was to play Celia, and Norma was Rosalind.

Charity always said that Norma's profile and long corn-colored hair brought her more undeserved honors than any qualities of excellence she possessed.
"I'm so glad you came along just now," sighed Anne.

"Mother says I ought to dress very simply, but a Duke's daughter would have even a stuff dress cut in fashion, wouldn't she?
Besides, I can show a lot of taste in my cap.