But I got this very reasonably."
"Are there any more like it?" asked Ruth, for she, too, liked pretty
things.
"There were only two, and I took one."
"Then I'm going to get the other. I can go without ice cream for a week
to make up for it. I never saw anything so pretty."
"I'll go with you. She might charge you more than she did me. I had to
bargain with her."
"I never knew you could do it," laughed Ruth.
The two girls desisted from their packing long enough to slip out to the
lingerie shop, where they spent more time and money than they intended.
The result was they had to hurry at the last minute, and their trunks
were hardly strapped before the porter came to take them to the station.
The trip to Sycamore from St. Augustine was rather tedious and tiresome.
The railways in the interior of Florida were not like some of the fast
lines, and there was not always the luxury of a parlor car.
Miss Pennington and Miss Dixon were rather inclined to murmur about this,
but most of the others of the company took the inconveniences in good
spirit, even Mr. Towne making the best of it.
He soon found that it was of little use to attire himself in the "height
of fashion," and gradually became more sensible in his adornment.
On the trip Russ managed to get a series of films showing different
scenes, and at one lonely railroad station, where they had to wait
several hours for a connecting train, a little scene was improvised that
later was worked into a play.
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