Wave my hair?
No, that's Amy again!" But from such thoughts about her dress, or her tea table, flowers, the lights in the room, her mind kept darting anxiously off.

All this was nothing! What should she say?
"It's a woman of brains who is coming to call.

Think of all she knows--and she earns her living--she has a profession of her own! How in the world shall I talk to her?
She thinks me like Amy--there's Amy again! Oh, Amy, Amy, I don't want to hate you! You helped me once, you were dear to me, and you had heaps and heaps of good points! But please, please stop coming up in my life! "Don't get into another panic, my dear.

When she comes you must be natural.

Your natural self--that always counts.