"Will it? I shouldn't have thought of it. So many children
wear them."

"And shortly come to spectacles. Try it yourself for half an
hour."

She drew off the reefer. Bob objected. "I like the red
jacky, Dotter Burns," he said. It was his first comment.
Hitherto he had been in a dazed state, submitting wonderingly
to this strange experience.

Another small coat of tan-coloured cloth with a gorgeous
red-and-brown emblem on the sleeve consoled him:

"I think we are through," said Mrs. Lessing Burns looked at
her.

"No white clothes?" he asked.

"Did you want him to have some?"

"No. But I thought you would."

"I have ordered three suits to be made for him," she admitted,
flushing a little. "They will be very plain and will launder
beautifully. He will wear them only on special occasions. Do
you mind?"

"Well, not on those conditions," he agreed reluctantly.