“No, I would not either, dear. But that finishes the New York dressmakers.”
“How about the Hillfield one?”
“Amy!”
“Well, I suppose you are right; but what—”
“We shall have to go to a dressmaker in Banbridge. We have never had any work done here, and there can be no difficulty about it.”
“But, Anna, how can we have her married with a trousseau made in Banbridge?”
“It is either that or no trousseau at all.”
Mrs. Carroll seldom wept, but she actually shed a few tears over the prospect of a shabbily made trousseau for Ina. “And she will go in the best society in Kentucky, too,” she said, pitifully. “They'll attribute it all to the lack of taste in the North,” Anna said.
Ina herself made no objection whatever to employing the Banbridge dressmaker; in fact, she seemed to have little interest in her clothes at first. After a while she became rather feverishly excited over them.
“I have always wondered why girls cared so much about their wedding-clothes,” she told her sister after two weeks, when the preparations were well under way, “but now I know.”