It is late, and perhaps I am--too tired." That moved Katie.

That a girl should not be privileged to be insistent about going to a dance--it seemed depriving her of her birthright.

And more cruel than taking away a birthright was bringing the consciousness of having no birthright.
Katie entered gayly into the plans.

They decided that Ann was to wear the rose-colored muslin--the same gown she had worn that first night.

As she was fastening it for her Katie saw that Ann was smiling at herself in the mirror, giving herself little pats of approval here and there.
She had not done that the first time Katie helped her into that dress.
But it was the Ann of the first days who turned strained face to her in the dressing-room at the club-house.