She shot one angry glance at Mary Isabel , then gave a short , contemptuous laugh , the laugh of an angry woman who finds herself robbed of all weapons except ridicule . Mary Isabel flushed and walked with an unfaltering step out of the house and up the lane . She resented Louisa 's laughter . She was sure there was nothing so very ridiculous about her appearance . Women far older than she , even in Latimer , wore light dresses and fashionable hats . Really , Louisa was very disagreeable . `` I have put up with her ways too long , '' thought Mary Isabel , with a quick , unwonted rush of anger . `` But I never shall again -- no , never , let her be as vexed and scornful as she pleases . '' The induction services were interesting , and Mary Isabel enjoyed them . Doctor Hamilton was sitting across from her and once or twice she caught him looking at her admiringly . The doctor noticed the hat and the grey silk and wondered how Mary Isabel had managed to get her own way concerning them . What a pretty woman she was ! Really , he had never realized before how very pretty she was . But then , he had never seen her except in a sunbonnet or with her hair combed primly back . But when the service was over Mary Isabel was dismayed to see that the sky had clouded over and looked very much like rain . Everybody hurried home , and Mary Isabel tripped along the shore road filled with anxious thoughts about her dress . That kind of silk always spotted , and her hat would be ruined if it got wet . How foolish she had been not to bring an umbrella ! She reached her own doorstep panting just as the first drop of rain fell . `` Thank goodness , '' she breathed .
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