"I know she wants my dressing-gown." "We shall have to gallop with our costumes if we're to make anything of a show," said Sheila, hastily running seams in a creation of scarlet and blue, destined to clothe Canada.
"I know, but we'll wear them even if they've got raw edges and are fastened together with pins.

I don't suppose the audience will be near enough to see the stitches.

I hope not, at any rate.

Mine are absolute cats' cradles." By the day of the festival, however, the Camellia Buds were exactly ready.

They had kept their secret strictly, and flattered themselves that their rivals the Stars were in complete ignorance of their change of program.