It was most absorbing--deciding what Mary should wear to faculty parties, to college lectures, to the president’s dinners--“Just to think of being invited to dinner at Prexie’s!” said little Helen Adams in awed tones--“to house plays, to senior dramatics, and to all the other important functions of the college year.” It took a long time, too, because of course such delicate questions couldn’t be decided without seeing Mary in each dress, and getting “the exact combination of youth, beauty, and dignity that resulted,” as K., who explained that she was practising “school-ma’am English,” put it.