“Oh, Zaidee Crawford, you’re a girl to be envied! None but the rich, etc.,” with sundry upturnings of the chin.
“Well, I hope I’ll be able to go abroad on a wedding tour. Otherwise I won’t have him!” announced Phillipa with great solemnity at which they all laughed.
“Young ladies do you know it is time to go out for exercise,” said Miss Arran.
“Oh, let us go over to Crawford House,” cried Zay. “Why, you will hardly know it. The two parlors are to be thrown into one—a regular drawing room, and I’m to have the prettiest study off of my bedroom. I have to decide what color I shall have them done in.”
“We’ll all help you.”
“I just can’t have blue and I like it so, but it is the one idea of blondes, therefore I avoid it.”
“It seems Miss Boyd’s favorite color,” said Louie. “And she’s not so very blondy, either.”