Then Mother and Betty went down the street to the milliner’s shop.
When they reached the shop, they stood and looked at the hats in the window.
“Those are ladies’ hats,” said Mother. “Let’s go in.”
“Do you wish a hat for yourself, Madam?” asked the milliner.
“Not today,” answered Mother. “Please show us some hats for little girls.”
“That is a pretty hat,” said Betty.
“It’s pretty, but it won’t wear well,” said Mother.
“How do you like this hat?” asked the milliner.
“That is better,” said Mother. “I like the shape.”