But Mary did not mind or notice that ; she was not overly sensitive . She vaulted lightly to a seat on the pine tree , and laid the offending muff on a bough . Una saw that it was lined with shirred red satin and had red tassels . She looked down at her own rather purple , chapped , little hands and wondered if she would ever , EVER be able to put them into a muff like that . `` Give us a chew , '' said Mary companionably . Nan , Di and Faith all produced an amber-hued knot or two from their pockets and passed them to Mary . Una sat very still . She had four lovely big knots in the pocket of her tight , thread-bare little jacket , but she was n't going to give one of them to Mary Vance -- not one Let Mary pick her own gum ! People with squirrel muffs need n't expect to get everything in the world . `` Great day , is n't it ? '' said Mary , swinging her legs , the better , perhaps , to display new boots with very smart cloth tops . Una tucked HER feet under her . There was a hole in the toe of one of her boots and both laces were much knotted . But they were the best she had . Oh , this Mary Vance ! Why had n't they left her in the old barn ? Una never felt badly because the Ingleside twins were better dressed than she and Faith were . THEY wore their pretty clothes with careless grace and never seemed to think about them at all . Somehow , they did not make other people feel shabby . But when Mary Vance was dressed up she seemed fairly to exude clothes -- to walk in an atmosphere of clothes -- to make everybody else feel and think clothes .
Una , as she sat there in the honey-tinted sunshine of the gracious December afternoon , was acutely and miserably conscious XXXXX everything she had on -- the faded tam , which was yet her best , the skimpy jacket she had worn for three winters , the holes in her skirt and her boots , the shivering insufficiency of her poor little undergarments .
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