The Moffats by Eleanor Estes

Author:Eleanor Estes [Estes, Eleanor]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 0152025359
Publisher: Houghton Mifflin Harcourt
Published: 2012-10-09T08:01:27+00:00

She arrived at Moose Hall in a very low frame of mind. Better pigtails than these slinky things, she reflected bitterly as she examined herself critically in the dressing-room mirror.

Sylvie tried to comfort her. "I'll brush them around my finger just before you go in." But they both knew it was really a hopeless undertaking.

Sylvie helped Jane into her costume. It was a white cheesecloth dress with wreaths of large red roses around its neck and waist. While she was dressing, Letitia arrived with her hair still in curlers.

"Imagine comin' through the streets with wiggles in your hair!" marveled Jane.

Letitia put on her white cheesecloth dress. Then she sat down before the mirror and Jane watched her unwind the curlers with expert fingers. The curls came out in long yellow pipes. Jane wondered if Letitia felt jumpy inside, the way she did when she thought about "To a Wild Rose."

As if in answer to her thoughts, Letitia announced calmly, "I may be sick."

"Now?" asked Jane, aghast.

"Might. Any time."

"Even when we're doin' the grand parade?"

"Might."

"Even when we're doin' 'To a Wild Rose'?"

"Might."

Jane swallowed hard and wound one of her straggling locks around her fingers in pensive silence. Letitia added nothing to this thunderbolt, merely sniffing now and again, touching her nose delicately with her scented pocket handkerchief.

At this moment Miss Chichester rushed in. In a very flurried manner she said, "Ready now for the grand parade."

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