“I do, too,” said her mother. “Here is the material that grandma sent you. Run along, and do not forget to thank Miss Fells if she will agree to make your dress.”
“No, indeed, mother, I won’t,” said Ruth.
III. At the Dressmaker’s
“Good afternoon, Miss Fells,” said Ruth, when she entered the door of the dressmaker’s house.
“Good afternoon, Ruth,” said Miss Fells, who knew the little girl. Then, noticing the package, she added, “Oh, I hope you are not going to ask me to make you a dress any time soon.”
Ruth’s heart sank. “I was going to, Miss Fells,” she admitted.
“How soon?” asked the dressmaker.
“By January the twenty-eighth.” Then she told about the party and her mother’s disappointment.
“I don’t see how I can do it—” began Miss Fells. Then seeing the tears in Ruth’s eyes, she said, “But let me look at the goods, Ruth.”