Dot returned in a couple of minutes, and the girls got ready to enjoy the luxury of a real bath, in a real tub. How good the warm water felt, how wonderful the big, soft bath towels! They spent an hour bathing and washing their hair, and trying to make their nails presentable with Louise's manicure set.
They had scarcely finished when the latter returned, followed by a porter carrying innumerable boxes and packages in his arms.
"I've bought everything for you from the skin out," she announced gayly, as she put the load on the floor. "Even hats and shoes, though I knew I was taking a chance at them. But I remembered that you and I often wore each other's things at school, Linda, and I judged that Dot would wear a size smaller. I do hope you can wear them, just till you get to your trunks at Jacksonville."
"You're an angel, Lou!" cried Linda, excited at the prospect of looking clean and respectable again.
"See if you like them," urged Louise. "I got a blue dress for you, Linda, to match your eyes—and a pink one for Dot."
"To match my eyes?" teased the latter.
All three girls began immediately to untie the packages, and drew out the purchases one after another with exclamations of admiration. Dot said that she was so used to seeing dirty knickers that she had positively forgotten what dainty clothing looked like.
"Well, hurry up and dress!" urged Louise. "We want to eat lunch in about ten minutes. Ted means to take off at two o'clock, if you girls think you can be ready by then."
"We surely can!" cried Linda, joyfully. She couldn't wait to get back.