"Did you think I should wear it?"
Alwynne dimpled.
"It's your size, Clare. Wouldn't you just try it?"
Clare looked at her inscrutably.
"You've taken great pains," she said. "I've been pleased to see it. But you've shown it to me and I've told you that you've learned to work well, so it has fulfilled its purpose, hasn't it? And now you'd better take it back with you. I'm sure you will be able to use it."
She held out the neatly fastened package.
Alwynne's face hardened. She put her hands behind her back.
"I shall do nothing of the kind," she said.
Clare did not seem ruffled.
"Of course you will. And you'll look very pretty in it." She smiled amiably.