Anningford said to Ethelrida.

"We shan't have to wear a stitch underneath," Lady Betty announced
decidedly, while she pirouetted before a cheval glass--they were all in
Lady Anningford's room--with some stuff draped round her childish form.
"The gowns must have the right look, just long, straight things, with
hanging sleeves and perhaps a girdle. I shall have cream, and you, Mary,
as _Elaine_, must have white; but Emily had better have that mauve for
_Enid_, as she was married."

"Why must _Enid_ have mauve because she is married?" asked Emily, who
did not like the color.

"I don't know why," Lady Betty answered, "except that, if you are
married, you can't possibly have white, like Mary and me, who aren't.
People are quite different--after, and mauve is very respectable for
them," she went on. Grammar never troubled her little ladyship, when
giving her valuable opinion upon things and life.

"I think _Enid_ was a goose," said Emily, pouting.

"Not half as much as _Elaine_," said Mary. "She had secured her
_Geraint_, whereas _Elaine_ made a perfect donkey of herself over
_Lancelot_, who did not care for her."

"I like our parts much the best, Lily's and mine," said Lady Betty. "I
do give my Jim--Gareth?--a lively time, at all events! Just what I
should do, if it were in real life."

"What you do do, you mean, not what you would do, Minx!" said her aunt,