Pansy re昀ected a moment, turning gravely from one of the persons mentioned to the other. Then her face broke into its perfect smile. "I have a pretty dress, but even that one＇s very simple. Why should I expose it beside your beautiful things?"
"Because it＇s the prettiest you have; for me you must always wear the prettiest. Please put it on the next time. It seems to me they don＇t dress you so well as they might."
The child sparingly stroked down her antiquated skirt. "It＇s a good little dress to make tea—don＇t you think? Don＇t you believe papa would allow me?"