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"In my pocket in an envelope," assured Bettie. "Can you see any white?" queried Jean, nervously. "I think my top petticoat has broken loose." "It seems all right," said Marjory, stooping to test it with little sharp jerks. "Firm as the Rock of Gibraltar." "It won't be if you pull like that," objected Jean. "Somebody open the gate," requested Mabel. "I can't touch things." "Everybody stand up straight," commanded Marjory. "We must look our best when we go up the walk." IN MY POCKET AND AN ENVELOPE ASSURED BETTY CAN YOU SEE ANY WHITE QUERIED JEAN NERVOUSLY I THINK MY TOP PETTICOAT HAS BROKEN LOOSE IT SEEMS ALL RIGHT SAID MARJORIE STOOPING TO TEST IT WITH LITTLE SHARP JERKS FIRM AS THE ROCK OF GIBRALTAR IT WON'T BE IF YOU PULL IT LIKE THAT OBJECTED JEAN SOMEBODY OPEN THE GATE REQUESTED MABEL I CAN'T TOUCH THINGS EVERYBODY STAND UP STRAIGHT COMMANDED MARJORIE WE MUST LOOK OUR BEST WHEN WE GO UP THE WALK
 Mabel's gloves, owing to their brilliant color, were certainly conspicuous, and unconsciously she made them more so by the careful and rigid manner in which she carried them. It was plain that she had them very much on her mind. And when her hat tilted forward over one eye she left it there rather than risk damaging those immaculate lemon-hued gloves. "Take my muff," implored Marjory. "That yellow splendor lights up the whole street." "No, siree," declined Mabel. "If Mrs. Slater wants gloves she's going to have 'em. Do you think I'm going to suffer like this and not have 'em _show_?" So Mabel, a swollen, imprisoned but gorgeous hand dangling at each side, a big navy-blue hat flopping over one eye, strutted muffless down the street. "That's the house," announced Jean, as they turned the corner. "That big one with the covered driveway." "Ugh!" shuddered Marjory, "it gives me chills to think of ringing such a wealthy doorbell. Are the cards safe, Bettie? My! I hope you haven't lost them. OUR IN THEIR SUNDAY BEST STARTED DOWN THE STREET MABEL'S GLOVES OWING TO THEIR BRILLIANT COLOR WERE CERTAINLY CONSPICUOUS AND UNCONSCIOUSLY SHE MADE THEM MORE SO BY THE CAREFUL AND RIGID MANNER IN WHICH SHE CARRIED THEM IT WAS PLAIN THAT SHE HAD THEM VERY MUCH ON HER MIND AND WHEN HER HAT TILTED FORWARD OVER ONE EYE SHE LEFT IT THERE RATHER THAN RISK DAMAGING THOSE IMMACULATE LEMON HUED GLOVES TAKE MY MUFF IMPLORED MARJORIE THAT YELLOW SPLENDOUR LIGHTS UP THE WHOLE STREET NO SIR RECLINED MABEL IF MISSUS SLATER WANTS GLOVES SHE'S GOING TO HAVE EM DO YOU THINK I'M GOING TO SUFFER LIKE THIS AND NOT HAVE EM SHOW SO MABEL A SWOLLEN IMPRISONED BUT GORGEOUS HAND DANGLING AT EACH SIDE A BIG NAVY BLUE HAT FLOPPING OVER ONE EYE STRUTTED MUFFLESS DOWN THE STREET THAT'S THE HOUSE ANNOUNCED JEAN AS THEY TURNED THE CORNER THAT BIG ONE WITH THE COVERED DRIVEWAY AH SHUDDERED MARJORIE IT GIVES ME CHILLS TO THINK OF RINGING SUCH A WEALTHY DOORBELL ARE THE CARDS SAFE BETTY MY I HOPE YOU HAVEN'T LOST THEM
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