"I wonder if we ought to take all these light waists?" she asked a little later, holding up a beautiful flimsy one. "It's sure to be hot there, I suppose."
"I imagine so. And yet there may be cool and damp evenings. I'd take everything, if I were you."
"I was thinking of sending some of my things back to Mrs. Dalwood. She promised to look after them, if I did."
"Oh, I'd take everything. Where did you get that?" Ruth asked curiously, as she held up one of her sister's garments, ornamented with a peculiar lace.
"At that little Spanish shop we pass every day. Oh, she has some of the most gorgeous things there, and some of the most beautiful! I wish my purse were as long as my desires. But I got this very reasonably."
"Are there any more like it?" asked Ruth, for she, too, liked pretty things.
"There were only two, and I took one."
"Then I'm going to get the other. I can go without ice cream for a week to make up for it. I never saw anything so pretty."
"I'll go with you. She might charge you more than she did me. I had to bargain with her."
"I never knew you could do it," laughed Ruth.