I shall be awfully awkward, and I don't want to get cinders or flour in my hair." When Dora had arrayed herself in the calico dress with pink flowers, she stood for a moment before the large mirror in Miriam's room.

The dress was very short as to waist, and very perpendicular as to skirt, and the sleeves were puffy at the elbows and tight about the wrists, but pink was a color that became her, the quaint cut of the gown was well suited to her blooming face, and altogether she was pleased with the picture in the glass.

As for the sunbonnet, that was simply hideous, but it could be taken off when she chose, and the wearing of it would help her very much in making herself known to Mr.Ralph Haverley.
For half an hour the girls worked bravely in the kitchen.

Dora had some knowledge of the principles of cookery, though her practice had been small, and Miriam possessed an undaunted courage in culinary enterprises.
However, they planned nothing difficult, and got on very well.

Dora made up some of Miriam's dough into little rolls.
"I wish I could make these as the Tolbridges' new cook makes them.