"But I have nothing to wear!" she sighed.
"Oh, a cheap, white muslin will do! It will look real sweet by gaslight, with a ribbon round your waist," suggested Miss Bray herself, and then Liane's heart gave a thump of joy. She told them about the five dollars Mrs. Clarke had given her for the work on Roma's cape, and how she had kept all knowledge of it from granny, longing to enjoy the money herself.
"You were quite right, since she takes every penny of your wages!" they all agreed, while Miss Bray added kindly:
"You can get a sweet pattern of white muslin and a ribbon for your waist and neck, with five dollars. I will cut and fit your gown for nothing."
"And we girls will take parts of it home at night and help you make it!" cried her young friends.
"Oh, how good you all are to me! I hope I may be able to return your favors some day," cried the girl, grateful tears crowding into her beautiful eyes.
And just then came the note from Roma Clarke, offering Liane a situation as her maid.
The girl shared the note with her friends, and they were unanimously indignant.