Kitty. Aunt Hopkins!
Aunt H. Neow don't aunt Hopkins me! for I'm going to show 'em jest how it looks on yer; set still; for if there's anything I pride myself on, it's showin' off a bunnet. (Stands behind Kitty, puts the bonnet on her head, and ties it.) There! ain't that a beauty?
Mrs. F. Why! what a hor—a handsome bonnet! Did you ever see anything like it, Dora?
Dora. Never, mamma!
Aunt H. That's the style, marm.
Mrs. F. Really! I want to know! And this is Thompson's most stylish bonnet! Really, how the fashions do change! Did you ever, Dora!
Dora. Never, mamma!
Kitty. (Aside.) I do believe they are laughing! Aunt Hopkins, I cannot get it off! You've tied it in a hard knot!
Mrs. F. It's very becoming—isn't it, Dora?
Dora. O, very, mamma.