It is not very far -- and I will be very careful . '' Aunt merely gave me a look that said about forty distinct and separate things , and I was turning away in despair when Mrs. Saxby -- bless her heart -- said : `` I really think it would be no harm to let the child go . '' As Aunt attaches great importance to Mrs. Saxby 's opinion , she looked at me relentingly and said : `` Well , I will think it over and let you know in the morning , Marguer_ite . '' Now , everything depends on the sort of humour Aunt is in in the morning . July Twentieth . This morning was perfect , and after breakfast Aunt said , condescendingly : `` I think you may attend church if you wish , Marguer_ite . Remember that I expect you to conduct yourself with becoming prudence and modesty . '' I flew upstairs and pulled my prettiest dress out of my trunk . It is a delicate , shimmering grey stuff with pearly tints about it . Every time I get anything new , Aunt Martha and I have a battle royal over it . I verily believe that Aunt would like me to dress in the fashions in vogue in her youth . There is always a certain flavour of old-fashionedness about my gowns and hats . Connie used to say that it was delicious and gave me a piquant uniqueness -- a certain unlikeness to other people that possessed a positive charm . That is only Connie 's view of it , however . But I had had my own way about this dress and it is really very becoming . I wore a little silvery-grey chip hat , trimmed with pale pink flowers , and I pinned at my belt the sweetest cluster of old-fashioned blush rosebuds from the garden . Then I borrowed a hymn book from Mrs. Blake and ran down to undergo Aunt Martha 's scrutiny . `` Dear me , child , '' she said discontentedly , `` you have gotten yourself up very frivolously , it seems to me . '' `` Why , Aunty , '' I protested , `` I 'm all in grey -- every bit . '' Aunt Martha sniffed .
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