"Oh, Miss Polly, will you be so kind as to show me just how it goes, please?" Miss Twining was shaking down her scanty locks.
"It's very easy," Polly smiled. She liked the shy, gentle Miss Twining. "This is all there is to it," working her hands under the soft blond hair. "The only trouble is, it tires the hands out pretty quick."
"Oh, yours must be tired! I should not have asked you!"
"No, no! Mine are all right. I was thinking only of yours. Now, try it yourself. Yes, that's the way! You have it!"
"Polly!" Miss Crilly was on the floor, hugging her knee.
"I'm here!" laughed Polly.
"Do you know anything that will scare away a double chin?"
"Yes, I do!"
"Oh, jolly! What is it?"
"I'd like to hear about that!" spoke up Miss Castlevaine.