There was also a large wicker thing shaped like the arc of a circle. At first Marjorie didn't know the name of this, though she had seen them used to protect carriage wheels.
"Why, it's a mudguard!" cried Mr. Maynard. "How clever of old Steve!"
Also in the box were some mufflers, which Grandma Sherwood had made by neatly hemming large squares of silk.
Mr. Maynard had brought Marjorie some inexpensive pieces of jewelry, which, he told her, were Florentine mosaics, and so, with all her M's, the little girl had a fine lot of wares to contribute.
James took them over to the hall for her, and Miss Merington was greatly pleased.
"You're a worth-while assistant," said the young lady, as she bustled about, arranging her pretty booth.
True to the spirit of the plan, Miss Merington had made her booth of mauve-colored tissue-paper, and decorated it with morning-glories, also made of paper, of delicate violet shades.
It was one of the prettiest booths in the room, and Marjorie was glad she belonged to it.
"Now, Moppet," said Miss Merington, "what are you going to wear this afternoon? I have a beautiful mauve costume, but I suppose you haven't. And as I don't want you to be a jarring note, I'm going to ask you not to wear any red or blue. Can't you wear all white?"
"My frock is white, Miss Merington," said Marjorie; and then she added, laughing, "and it's muslin, so I suppose that's all right. And Mother bought me a mauve sash and hair-ribbon and silk stockings, all to match. And I've white slippers. Will that do?"