She's got to have decent shoes, Wesley." "Sure!" said Wesley.

"She's got decent shoes.

But the man said some brown stockings ought to go with them.

Take a peep, will you!" Wesley opened a box and displayed a pair of thick-soled, beautifully shaped brown walking shoes of low cut.

Margaret cried out with pleasure.
"But do you suppose they are the right size, Wesley?
What did you get ?" "I just said for a girl of sixteen with a slender foot." "Well, that's about as near as I could come.