pretend there isn't any shop or shopping in all
the world."

Jenny's smile was almost roguish, and lighted up her pale face till
she looked almost pretty.

Then they had coffee, and snapping crackers with caps inside, and they
put on the caps and laughed at each other's grotesque appearance.

Mrs. Greene's cap was a tri-corne, with a gay cockade, which gave her
a militant air, quite in keeping with her strong face. Patty had a
ruffled night-cap, which made her look grotesque, and Anna Gorman had
a frilled sunbonnet.

Celeste had a Tam o' Shanter, which just suited her piquant face, and
Jenny had a Scotch cap, which became her well.

"Now," said Mona, as she rose from the table, "I'm going to give you
each a bunch of these carnations----"

"To take home?" broke in Jenny, unable to repress her eagerness.

"Yes; and I'll have them put in boxes for you, along with your cards
and souvenirs, which, of course, you must take home also. And, if
there's room, I'll put in some of these Christmas tree thingamajigs,
and you can use them for something at Christmas time."

"Oh!" exclaimed Jenny; "maybe my two kid brothers won't just about go
crazy over 'em! Says I to myself, just the other day, 'What's going in
them kids' stockings is more'n I know; but something there must be.'
And,--here you are!"

"Here you are!" said Mona, tucking an extra snapping cracker or two in
Jenny's box.

"We plan to go for a motor ride, now," said Mona. "I wonder if you
girls are dressed warmly enough."

All declared that they were, but Mona provided several extra cloaks
and wraps, lest any one should take cold.

"We have two cars for our trip," she explained; "Miss Farrington's
limousine and my own. Has any one any preference which way we shall
go?"

"Well," said Mrs. Greene, "if you ask me, I'd like best to ride up
Fifth Avenue. There ought to be some fine show of dress, a bright
afternoon like this. And there ain't anything I admire like stylish
clothes. That's a real handsome gown you got on, Miss Fairfield."

"Do you like it?" said Patty, smiling.

"Yes, I do. It's fashionable of cut, and yet it ain't drawed so tight
as some. And a becomin' colour, too."

"It's a dandy," observed Jenny. "I see lots of good clothes on my
customers, but they don't all have such taste as Miss Fairfield's. And
all you other ladies here," she added, politely, glancing round.

"Now, are we all ready?" asked Mona, looking over the group. "Mrs.
Greene