"Oh ho, I see," shouted Kit, "so they carried their restoratives around with them. Some idea!"
"Think of it," said Bet contemptuously. "Wanting to faint in order to look interesting."
"And is it a crystal flask?" asked Kit.
"No. Come on upstairs and I'll show you what it is."
They followed, laughing and chatting as they went. Kit had some difficulty in handling her long skirts. Bet watched her with amusement.
"Those gowns may be beautiful to look at, but for comfort, give me my short dress with no flounces or trains."
"That's what I say, too, Bet, but what can you expect from ladies who liked to faint?" laughed Kit.
"Did you ever think about it, Kit, how lucky we are to be born in this age? Girls have such a good time."
Their conversation was interrupted by Colonel Baxter calling, "Come along, girls!"
As they entered the room he sat at his desk holding a small package in his hand.