I turned away and left the house. My principal errand was a visit to the milliner's, where I wished to see a bonnet I had ordered, before it was sent home. It was this bonnet I referred to when I desired Anna to place carefully on the bed in my chamber, any thing that might come home.
On my way to the milliner's, I stopped at the grocer's where we were in the habit of dealing, and made selections of various things that were needed.
The bonnet proved just to my taste. It was a delicate white spring bonnet, with a neat trimming, and pleased my fancy wonderfully.
"The very thing," said I, the moment my eyes rested upon it.
"Do you want a box?" asked the milliner, after I had decided to take the bonnet.
"I have one," was my answer.
"O, very well. I will send the bonnet home in a box, and you can take it out."
"That will do."
"Shall I send it home this morning?"
"If you please."