I always made a mess of that operation and this morning my luck was worse than usual.
"Easily," she said. "Do you want me to fix yours?"
"I wish you would."
"I will, with pleasure," she said. "Come in here when you are ready; or, shall I come there?"
"For goodness' sake don't come just yet!" I exclaimed, thinking I heard her step. "I am not at all prepared. In fact that tie is about the only article of dress I have on."
"Don't be afraid," came the mocking tones. "I am in much the same situation. Fifteen minutes from now we will both be ready, and then I shall be at your service."
After several minutes of silence I inquired whether any more pins had proved unruly.
"No, I'm getting on pretty well. Say, can you get at your soap?"
"Why, do you want some?"
"Yes."