"Oh, yes; the whole."
"Oh, do tell me about them, Harry—do!"
"Well, there's a lovely pink gauze, covered with spangles, to be worn over white satin."
"With flounces?" said Lisette, earnestly.
"With flounces."
"How many?"
"Really, I don't remember."
"Don't remember how many flounces? Why, Harry, how stupid! Say, Harry, don't you suppose she will let me come and look at her things?"
"Oh, yes, dear, I don't doubt she will; and that will save my making a gazette of myself."