She would call in good
season there, so she told her mother, and order it sent to Mrs.
Caruthers's.
Then, waiting for Mrs. Meeker, to take her morning drive, she went to
her room and hurried on a travelling dress.
She was going down stairs, when Harriet's nurse opened the door of her
young mistress's apartment, and asked her to step a moment into the
room.
Belle turned with all the composure she could muster; she curbed her
impatience, and looked amiable.
'Oh, are you going out, Belle?'
'Yes, dear; you know I am to be early at Mrs. Caruthers's. Mamma can't
go with me--so I am to stay all night.'
'Why, you have on your travelling dress!'
'It looks odd, doesn't it I--I have sent my ball dress to Laroche, to be
altered a little; and I have to call there now, and I want her to see me
in this. Do you know, I don't think she has fitted me well at all?'
'It seems to me quite perfect.'
'Hatty, dear, did you want me?'
This she said still standing, as if in haste to go.
'Oh, no. I thought you were going into the parlor, and I was about to
ask you to sit with me a little while. I have something to say to you
about Gus. I want you to talk to papa. You know papa will listen to
_you_. Tell him--never mind, dear, to-morrow will do as well--I hope you
will have a pleasant evening.
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