Comstock looked around swiftly for some object on which
to lay her hands. Knowing her temper, Wesley Sinton left with all the
haste consistent with dignity. But he did not go home. He crossed a
field, and in an hour brought another neighbour who was skilful with her
needle. With sinking heart Margaret saw them coming.
"Kate is too busy to help to-day, she can't sew before to-morrow," said
Wesley cheerfully as they entered.
That quieted Margaret's apprehension a little, though she had some
doubts. Wesley prepared the lunch, and by four o'clock the dress was
finished as far as it possibly could be until it was fitted on Elnora.
If that did not entail too much work, it could be completed in two
hours.
Then Margaret packed their purchases into the big market basket. Wesley
took the hat, umbrella, and raincoat, and they went to Mrs. Comstock's.
As they reached the step, Margaret spoke pleasantly to Mrs. Comstock,
who sat reading just inside the door, but she did not answer and
deliberately turned a leaf without looking up.
Wesley Sinton opened the door and went in followed by Margaret.
"Kate," he said, "you needn't take out your mad over our little racket
on Maggie. I ain't told her a word I said to you, or you said to me.
She's not so very strong, and she's sewed since four o'clock this
morning to get this dress ready for to-morrow. It's done and we came
down to try it on Elnora."
"Is that the truth, Mag Sinton?" demanded Mrs.
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