Why, his sister----" and she related their conversation at the gate that morning.
"You ought to have sat on her hard, Ruth," said Mrs.Warham, with dangerously sparkling eyes.

"No matter what we may think privately, it gives people a low opinion of us to----" "Don't I know that!" shrilled Ruth.

She began to weep.

"I'm ashamed of myself." "But we must try the dress on." Mrs.Warham spread the skirt, using herself as form.

"Isn't it too lovely!" Ruth dried her eyes as she gazed.