"I wrote a note, where is it ?"--she looked about for it on the floor.
"I have got it, Molly," said grandmother.

"Forgive you, dear?
of course I will if there is anything to forgive.

But tell me now what was in your mind, Molly?
What was the 'plan' ?" "I thought," said Molly, sitting up and shaking her hair out of her eyes, "I thought, grandmother dear, that it would teach me to be careful and neat and not hurried in dressing if I wore _all_ my brooches every day for a good while--a month perhaps.

For you know it is very difficult to put brooches in quite straight and neat, not to break the pins.

It has always been such a trouble to me not to stick them in, in a hurry, any how, and that was how I broke so many.