"Not quite yet," replied Henny, "but it is coming on. I never could have dreamed of a place like this."
"If only we had left the horse alone," sobbed Daisy.
"It was your thought, remember that," said Henrietta. "Such awful wickedness never occurred to me. Now, stop crying and dress. You will have no eyes left."
CHAPTER XV. MISS PINCHIN.
Sharp to the minute Dawson reappeared.
"The barber will call about ten," she said.
"The barber? What for?" asked Henny.
"To have your hair cut to the regulation length."