"If I cannot, I will submit to it, but, my dear cousin, I have brought little else but white dresses with me. For such a climate, what else is so good?"
"Not like that you wore yesterday?"
"They are all very much alike, I believe. What was the matter with that?"
"Why, it was so—" Mrs. Esthwaite paused. "But how can you get them washed? do you expect to have servants there?"
"There are plenty of servants, I believe; not very well trained, indeed, or it would not be necessary to have so many. At any rate, they can wash, whatever else they can do."
"I don't believe they would know how to wash your dresses."
"Then I can teach them," said Eleanor merrily.
"You! To wash a cambrick dress!"
"That, or any other."
"Eleanor, do not talk so!"