"You're a brick, Trudy," and Dotty flung her arms around the kind-hearted girl. "It's awful good of you to do mine as well as Dolly's."
"Oh, Mother will help me, and it'll be easy as anything. I love to do it."
Long suffering Liza was accustomed to do as she was told, so she set to work to evolve a shepherd costume for Carroll. She was skilful with her needle and out of sateen and some gay ribbons she constructed a suit that was picturesque and jaunty even if not entirely the sort a shepherd lad might choose for daily wear.
A soft white silk shirt with a broad open collar and a soft silk tie was very becoming to good-looking Carroll, and the pipes, so necessary to the character, were bought in New York by Carroll's father.
Mrs. Brown was quite willing to have this suit copied for her twins, and Tod and Tad, though growling at the idea of being "dressed up like Jack Puddings," were secretly rather pleased with the becoming garb.
"Suppose we make the caps for the boys," said Pauline, "I know just how and I think 'twill be fun."
The others agreed, and the day before the dance, the three girls pre-empted a cosy corner of the big veranda and sat down to work.
Copying a picture, it was not difficult to make the type of cap that would harmonise with the shepherds' suits.
Pauline cut them out and each of the girls sewed one.
"You haven't made the head-bands big enough, Pauline," said Dolly, as she tried an unfinished cap on her own curly head.