And beautiful she'll look." The three girls sighed.

They sighed in unison.

As there was a lover in the question, the two younger were willing that Matty should have a new frock.

But a silk! Each girl wanted the silk for herself.
"It is exquisite," said Matty.
"Exquisite," repeated Alice.
"Quisite," said Sophy.
"I'll put it away for you, miss," said the pedler, beginning to pack up her other things.

"There, take it, miss," she said, flinging a long sweep of the glittering texture over Matty's arm.