Grandmother and Uncle Cliff beheld the transformation in silence for a minute. Grandmother spoke first.
"It is very beautiful, Kitty—very—but I fear—Is it not a little old for you, dear?"
Kitty looked her disappointment, and the saleswoman came to the rescue.
"The gown is one of our young girl models, madam, and really very simple. The coat is not elaborate either. Indeed it is very plain—as coats go now. I think the young lady could scarcely make a mistake in choosing them."
Mr. Ashe smiled his approval.
"You like them, Kitty?" he asked.
"Oh, Mr. Ashe, I perfectly adore them!"
"Then if Mrs. Clyde thinks them suitable, take them, by all means."
Mrs. Clyde hesitated. She wished that her daughter had not selected this hour to attend to business matters. She would have liked her approval.
"I wish your Aunt Lucinda might see them first, dear," she said to Blue Bonnet. "I hardly feel capable of choosing for Kitty."