“What did you think of making over for her? I wish you would let me see,” said Miss Jewett.
Kathie went to her clothes-press and brought out a yellow silk muslin. It had little satiny dots upon it and was very pretty. “I thought of this,” she said. “It is quite impossible for me as it is. There is a big spot on the front of the skirt where one of the boys spilt ice-cream, but there is plenty in it to make an entire frock for Elizabeth.”
“It would just suit her, too,” Miss Jewett declared. “And I have some reddish-brown velvet which would make lovely bows for her hair. Oh, Kathie, I wish you would let me help you make it as a surprise for her. I tell you what you do; take all the measurements and bring the stuff down to our house tomorrow morning. Auntie will be delighted to have us use her machine. We can get some of the other girls to come if your mother cannot, and we will rush it through. Now, not another word; it has got to be done. I have set my heart on it. I’ll stay this evening, if you say so, and we can get it started. Oh, there will not be the slightest difficulty in finishing it, I am sure.”
“You dear thing!” cried Kathie. “That would be perfectly lovely. We will not say a word to Elizabeth till it is all ready. I can see her delight.”
“She will look just like a bright nasturtium,” Miss Jewett went on. “I wish she had shoes and stockings the color of the velvet.”
“She has only white ones that would do.”
“Then I will tell you what we can do; we can dye the stockings, Auntie will attend to that; she is a great hand at dyeing, and I will paint the shoes. I have plenty of colors and I know I can do it.”
“You are a positive genius,” exclaimed Kathie. “I must go and tell mother; she will be so pleased.”
“Shall I commence to rip up the yellow frock while you are gone?” asked Miss Jewett, determined that no time should be lost.
“It is too dark, I am afraid, but I will bring a light at once.”