And as she had decided to call herself Mother Hubbard, she made an ample cap, by folding a "pillow-sham," and putting two of its ruffled edges around her face for a double border.

Then, with green spectacles at her nose, a bunch of keys at her waist, and a pair of high-heeled slippers on her feet, she went to the door, and called for Fly.
"Fly! Why, isn't she in there ?" responded Horace, appearing on the landing, "You didn't think I had her with me--did you ?" As Prudy wisely remarked, "How many ways there are for people to do wrong if they want to!" Seeing her betters disagree, little Fly had taken her turn at pouting.
"They don't say nuffin' 'bout fixin' _me_ up.

Goin' to let me go to the party in my old clo'es?
Wisht auntie'd tookened me with her.

Might just's well not! Might a' worn soft slippers, and not 'sturbed Uncle 'Gustus!" Fly wafted herself to the top of the bureau, and gazed down on the girls in stern displeasure.

But she might as well have scowled at empty air, for no notice was taken of her.