“Oh, red ones! Never! Do you suppose I’d put that sickly shade of crushed gooseberry juice on my robin’s egg blue envelopes? Is this the nearest thing you have in two-cent stamps?”
“The very latest style, I assure you.”
“Well, they won’t do. Why, they aren’t fit for anything, unless to make a stamp plate with. Haven’t you any blue ones?”
“Yes, we have a nice line of blue ones, at five cents each.”
“Oh, the price doesn’t matter; let me see them, please.”
“Here they are, beautiful shade of blue.”
“H’m; good enough shade, but it doesn’t quite harmonize with my envelopes. You see they are a sorty of greenishy-blue, and your stamps are more indigoish. Do you expect any new ones in?”
“Well, not any different colors.”
“Oh, dear, that’s always the way! But maybe I could take some of these and dye them with my Easter egg dyes, to match my paper. I did that with some lace, and it worked awfully well! What’s the lightest color you have?”
“These pale green ones are as light as any. But if you dye them blue you can’t use them.”