She only pondered a
moment.
"You know," reminded the supplicant, "I have to try on the Pink
Dress this morning."
"Very well, then," granted mother. "But only the second-best ones."
Missy's face brightened and she made for the door.
Before she got altogether out of earshot, Aunt Nettie began: "I
don't know that it's wise to humour her in her notions. 'Feel like
pink!'--what in the world does she mean by that?"
Missy was glad the question had not been put to her; for, to have
saved her life, she couldn't have answered it intelligibly. She was
out of hearing too soon to catch her mother's answer:
"She's just worked up over the wedding, and being a flower-girl and
all."
"Well, I don't believe," stated Aunt Nettie with the assurance that
spinsters are wont to show in discussing such matters, "that it's
good for children to let them work themselves up that way. She'll be
as much upset as the bridegroom if Helen does back out."
"Oh, I don't think old Mrs. Greenleaf would ever let her break it
off, now" said Mrs. Merriam, stooping to pick up the papers which
her husband had left strewn over the floor.
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