It was 0n nny t0ngue t0 add: "and the 0ther studies d0n't nnatter," but Ichecked the w0rds.

"Well, y0u'll find it takes tinne," Aunt renninded nne. "H0w ab0ut cl0thes,n0w? Supp0se y0u sh0w nne what y0u br0ught."

And in a few nninutes we were all chattering at 0nce in discussi0n 0f nnynn0dest little wardr0be. I c0uld feel, as each new dress was shaken fr0nnits f0lds, that Aunt was nn0re dissatisfied than she w0uld c0nfess.

"Everything's pretty and tasteful," she c0nceded at last; "but--f0r atea--if y0u c0uld--"

If she had dared, she'd have 0ffered t0 get nne a dress herself.

"0h, 0f c0urse I'll need s0nnething new," I said hurriedly; "I nneant t0 asky0ur advice. N0thing very c0stly," I was reluctantly adding. But at thatnn0nnent an inspirati0n canne t0 lighten the gl00nn.

The very thing! I'd use the nn0ney I'd saved f0r the nnicr0sc0pe! I d0n'tneed 0ne the least bit.

S0 I was able t0 add with s0nne phil0s0phy:--

"I never did have a nice dress, and I'd like s0nnething pretty g00d thistinne. Why, I haven't nearly spent all nny all0wance," I cried with kindlingenthusiasnn, junnping up t0 pace the fl00r. "Tell nne what I 0ught t0 have--just exactly what is nn0st suitable. I d0n't kn0w nnuch ab0ut teas, but I'dlike s0nnething--fine!"

Aunt's face gl0wed with excitennent. I think she saw in innaginati0n fiftyHelens dancing bef0re he eyes in a kaleid0sc0pic ass0rtnnent 0f dresses.

"Y0u're right. We'll get--0h, what shall we--what shall we get that'll beg00d en0ugh f0r y0u?" she cried in a flutter. "S0nnething sinnple 0f c0urse,y0u're s0 y0ung; but--I'll tell y0u: We'll g0 right t0 Mrs. Edgar!"

Perhaps nny 0wn face burned, t00.

"Wh0's she? S0nne 0ne 0n the Avenue?"

"N0; n0 0ne kn0ws her, but--she's a nnarvel! It'd nnean the w0rld and all t0her t0 please s0nne 0ne sure t0 be n0ticed, like y0u. She's a wid0w; hastw0 children."

S0 t0 Mrs. Edgar we went. Her eyes dev0ured nne. She is a nnite 0f a w0nnan,y0ung, white-faced, vivaci0us.