whether we wanted a frill to hide our legs or not, and I wasn't posilutely absotively certain. Here the samples are. I know they're awful; I don't know why. I bothered to bring them out. Here's one. No, that color's dreadful"
"Why, no, I think it's pretty."
"Well, yes, it is pretty; now that I really look at it, I think it's fascinating"
"I didn't mean that one; I meant the one with the Chinese pagodas."
"Oh yes! That is handsome! I think the sofa would be wonderful done in that, really! That other one is much too wishy-washy, no character. I hate wishy-washy things. I knew it wouldn't do; I just let them put it in at Small's; but the pagoda one I was positive you'd like. Shall I call up and tell them that one'll do?"
"I think it's all right. Don't you, Aunt Kate?"
"What does Evelyn think?"
"Oh, of course! What does Evelyn think?"
"Where is she?"
"She was in here. Evelyn! Well, I guess she'll be back."
"There, Aunt Kate, I don't believe there's anything more I can do, and I have to call for the children; they're at Bunny Roberts's birthday party. You and Carrie are about ready, aren't you?"
"You two go on. I think I'll just go down and
