Amazing feat! Amazing growth! She seized the 'good' warm cloak and hid her poor old bodice beneath it, and drew out her thick pig-tail, and shook it into position with a free gesture of the head; and on the head she poised the bonnet, and tied the ribbons under the delightful chin.

And then, after a moment of hard scrutiny, danced and whistled, and cried again: "How beautiful I am! How pretty I am!" She was.

She positively did not look a bit like a drudge.

She was not the Florrie of the kitchen and of the sack-apron, but a young, fledged creature with bursting bosom who could trouble any man by the capricious modesty of a gaze downcast.

The miraculous skirt, odious on Hilda, had the brightness of a new skirt.