"It must have been a beautiful experience," she said.
Annabel paused at Blue Bonnet's door.
"We've just time to do our rooms before we dress. Help me make my bed and I'll return the compliment."
Blue Bonnet complied willingly. Then they went back to her room.
"What are you going to wear to-day, Blue Bonnet?" Annabel asked, her eyes straying toward Blue Bonnet's closet. "I haven't a thing! I've just got to have some new clothes."
Blue Bonnet laughed.
"Poor little 'Flora McFlimsey,'" she said. "'Nothing but your new tailored suit and your velvet hat and your silk waist,' to say nothing of—"
"But I'm tired of them all! I'd so love a change."
Blue Bonnet opened her closet door.
"Choose," she said generously. "Only leave me my muff, to-day. I perish by the wayside in this climate. I'd give—oh, most anything, for a streak of Texas sunshine!"