Among the critics was Mrs.Rebecca Mullet, whose daughter Irene also was away at school undergoing the finishing process.
"Well!" declared Mrs.Mullet, with decision, as she and her husband emerged from the store together.

"Well! If THAT'S a sample of what the school she goes to does for them that spend their money on it, I'm mighty glad we didn't send our Rena there, ain't you, Christopher ?" Mr.Chris Mullet, who had received that very week a bill for his daughter's "extras," uttered a fervent assent.
"You bet you!" he said.

"It costs enough where Rena is, without sendin' her to no more expensive place." This was not exactly the reply his wife had expected.
"Umph!" she grunted, impatiently.

"I do wish you could get along for two minutes without puttin' on poor mouth.

I suppose likely you tell everybody that you can't afford a new overcoat account of Rena's goin' away to school.