And I dressed up.

My, didn't I dress up?
And I just _threw_ those old heavy shoes and black cotton stockings into the corner, and the blue gingham dress after them (though Mary went right away and picked the dress up, and hung it in the closet, of course); but I had the fun of throwing it, anyway.
Oh, how good those Marie things did feel to Mary's hot, tired flesh and bones, and how I did dance and sing around the room in those light little slippers! Then Susie rang the dinner-bell and I went down to the dining-room feeling like a really truly young lady, I can tell you.
Susie stared, of course and said, "My, how fine we are to-day!" But I didn't mind Susie.
After dinner I went out into the hall and I sang; I sang all over the house.

And I ran upstairs and I ran down; and I jumped all the last three steps, even if it was so warm.

Then I went into the parlor and played every lively thing that I could think of on the piano.

And I sang there, too--silly little songs that Marie used to sing to Lester.
And I tried to think I was really down there to Boston, singing to Lester; and that Mother was right in the next room waiting for me.
Then I stopped and turned around on the piano-stool.