She was enfolded in a very pretty pink silk kimono, and she was leisurely dabbing cold cream on her chin and cheeks with her finger tips.
"Be sure you take your goggles with you, Mary V.I notice your eyelids are all red and inflamed lately when you come in from your rides.

And do put them on and wear them if the wind comes up.

It's easier to take a little trouble preventing sore eyes and sunburn than it is to cure them.
And don't stay out late in the heat." "All right, mommie." Drawing her kimono closer about her, Mary V put her face up to be kissed.

Her mother hesitated, looking dubiously at the cream dabs, compromised with a peck on Mary V's forehead, and went away.
Mary V braided her hair, put on a pair of beaded moccasins, buckled on her six-shooter and gathered together her other paraphernalia.

She waited an hour by her wrist watch, but even that sixty minutes of inaction did not bring her better judgment to the rescue.
Sober judgment had no place in her thoughts.