"Zizi can put 'em all on.

You're not angry with me, eh?
When your clothes are dry you can put them on again, and then off with you, as fast as fast can be, so as not to have a scolding from your mamma.

Make haste! I'm going to change my things, too, in the dressing room." Ten minutes afterward, when she reappeared in a tea gown, she clasped her hands in a perfect ecstasy.
"Oh, the darling! How sweet he looks dressed like a little woman!" He had simply slipped on a long nightgown with an insertion front, a pair of worked drawers and the dressing jacket, which was a long cambric garment trimmed with lace.

Thus attired and with his delicate young arms showing and his bright damp hair falling almost to his shoulders, he looked just like a girl.
"Why, he's as slim as I am!" said Nana, putting her arm round his waist.
"Zoe, just come here and see how it suits him.

It's made for him, eh?
All except the bodice part, which is too large.