And she said she thought that would do.
II
“You don’t mind if I go out to tea on Wednesday, do you?” Frances asked Miss Eppendorfer the next morning.
“Not a bit!” said she, cheerfully. “I like to see you enjoy yourself like a human being. Is it your English friend?”
“Yes. The only trouble is, I haven’t a thing fit to wear, and it’s at a hotel,” she said. “Couldn’t you come down town with me and help me pick out something?”
Miss Eppendorfer was only too pleased; it was one of her good days and she was cheerful and energetic. She led Frances from shop to shop, imperiously rejecting every suggestion.
“I know what suits you,” she insisted, “I’m a wonderful judge of value, too. You leave it all to me.”
At last she was pleased by a grey broadcloth suit.
“Oh, yes!” cried Frankie, ironically. “A hundred and fifty dollars is just what I always pay!”
“I’m going to get it for you.”