an she does now. She will not mind it then.
I shall take her where I first met Genevra, and there I will tell her.
Is that right?"

"Yes, if you think so," Mrs. Cameron replied.

Whatever it was which Wilford had to tell Katy Lennox, it was very
evident that he and his mother looked at it differently, he regarding it
as a duty he owed to Katy not to conceal from her what might possibly
influence her decision, while his mother only wished the secret told in
hopes that it would prevent the marriage; but now that Wilford had
deferred it till after the marriage, she saw no reason why it need be
told at all. At least Wilford could do as he thought best, and she
changed the conversation from Genevra to Helen's letter, which had so
upset her plans. That her future daughter-in-law was handsome she did
not doubt, for Wilford said so, and Mrs. Woodhull said so in her letter
of congratulation; but she, of course, had no manner, no style, and as a
means of improving her in the latter respect, and making her presentable
at the altar and in Boston, she had proposed sending out Ryan, as she
was called in the family; but that project had failed, and Helen Lennox
did not stand very high in the Cameron family, though Wilford in his
heart felt an increased respect for her independent spirit,
notwithstanding that she had thwarted his designs.

"I have another idea," Mrs. Cameron said to her daughters that
afternoon, when talking with them upon the subject. "Wilford tells me
Katy and Bell are about the same size and figure, and Ryan shall make up
a traveling suit proper for the occasion. Of course there will be no one
at the wedding for whom we care, but in Boston, at the Revere, it will
be different. Cousin Harvey boards there, and she is very stylish. I saw
some elegant gray poplins, of the finest luster, at Stewarts yesterday.
Suppose we drive down this afternoon."

This was said to Juno as the more fashionable one of the sisters, but
Bell answered quickly: "Poplin, mother, on Katy? It will not become her
style, I am sure, though suitable for many. If I am to be fitted I shall
say a word about the fabric. Get a little checked silk, as expensive as
you like. It will suit her better than a heavy poplin."

Perhaps Bell was right, Mrs. Cameron said; they would look at both, and
as the result of this looking, two dresses, one of the finest poplin,
and one of the softest, richest, plaided silk were given the next day
into Mrs. Ryan's hand