MRS. BROWN. It is certainly much nicer to have some one else to do it. Sharpening pencils is such dirty work. (The men sharpen the pencils while the women look on.)
MRS. BROWN. Did you ever see anything so funny as that parade anyway? There wasn’t a decently dressed woman in the whole crowd nor a good-looking one either—(suddenly remembering where she is)—except Mildred.
MRS. TILSBURY. Those women with the sandwich boards with “Votes for Women” painted on them were as shapeless as the boards.
MRS. BROWN. The United Home Helpers Union seemed to me to have the most style.
MRS. TILSBURY. That is because most of them are domestic servants, and they were wearing their mistresses’ old clothes or new ones. My cook asked me to give her my second-best tailor-made suit and I did not dare to refuse for fear she would leave before my dinner-party next week. I am sure she will go immediately after. I hated to give it to her for it was in very good condition. Now, I have nothing but my best one to wear in the mornings.
MRS. BROWN. I wouldn’t mind that. Gwendolen Jones had one exactly like it except it is gray instead of heliotrope. If you wear yours in the morning, she can hardly go on wearing hers to Bridge parties in the afternoons as if it were something dressy. She will be furious with you, for she will be compelled to get something new at last.
MRS. TILSBURY. Gwendolen wasn’t in the parade, was she?
MRS. BROWN. No, not one of what the newspapers call the society women marched. They seemed to lack the courage of their convictions.
MR. VAN TOUSEL. Perhaps they were afraid of making themselves conspicuous.