We ca n't stay very long , for Mrs. Pendexter has to be back at the hotel by five o'clock . '' Several times while they were putting away the horse Anne caught Priscilla looking at her in a furtive , puzzled way . `` She need n't stare at me so , '' Anne thought a little resentfully . `` If she does n't KNOW what it is to change a feather bed she might IMAGINE it . '' When Priscilla had gone to the parlor , and before Anne could escape upstairs , Diana walked into the kitchen . Anne caught her astonished friend by the arm . `` Diana Barry , who do you suppose is in that parlor at this very moment ? Mrs. Charlotte E. Morgan ... and a New York millionaire 's wife ... and here I am like THIS ... and NOT A THING IN THE HOUSE FOR DINNER BUT A COLD HAM BONE , Diana ! '' By this time Anne had become aware that Diana was staring at her in precisely the same bewildered fashion as Priscilla had done . It was really too much . `` Oh , Diana , do n't look at me so , '' she implored . `` YOU , at least , must know that the neatest person in the world could n't empty feathers from one tick into another and remain neat in the process . '' `` It ... it ... is n't the feathers , '' hesitated Diana . `` It 's ... it 's ... your nose , Anne . '' `` My nose ? Oh , Diana , surely nothing has gone wrong with it ! '' Anne rushed to the little looking glass over the sink . One glance revealed the fatal truth . Her nose was a brilliant scarlet ! Anne sat down on the sofa , her dauntless spirit subdued at last .
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