She would wear a simple muslin,--"It's really a lot more becoming than the other fussed up one," she confessed, laughingly,--and she promised to see Nita and half a dozen others who would be at the committee meeting she was just hurrying off to. Babe joined the shopping expedition, insisting that her dress should enter the competition with Betty's and Babbie's. "Only I shall hire the buttonholes done," she declared. "I can't make buttonholes fit to be seen at the commencement of a cat's orphan asylum."