bushel; but what do you think of the dress, is it a success?
Georgiana. From your point of view—perfect!
Mrs. Carley. Yes, but what's the difference about your point of view about it and mine?
Georgiana. Well, I should think about thirty years, darling!
Mrs. Carley. Oh, Georgiana, you really are unkind. When I don't know how on earth it's ever going to be paid for now, I think you might be serious, and let me feel anyway it's a success.
Georgiana. Mother dear, it's a triumph. Really, I never saw you look better!
Mrs. Carley. Really! and how is my hair?
Georgiana. Redder!
Bella. Oh, Miss Georgiana, it isn't too red a bit.
Georgiana. It's very fine, Bella, but I think I'd take off a little. You don't want Mrs. Carley to rival Mrs. Wishings and look as if she'd cornered the hair market.