"There!" she said, coming back to sit once more on the couch. "I can wear it down to dinner some night, I suppose, so that mother won't notice it's never been on. I shouldn't like to hurt her feelings. And now the question is shall I look worse in a white duck suit that I wore mornings last year or in an organdy that the washwoman ironed so that it's halfway up to my knees across the front and lies on the floor everywhere else. I think myself I should look more like the fair Miss Gardner in the organdy."