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d themselves.
Away they went every morning, the carriage filled with yards of red
cloth, branches of evergreen, oak and holly, flags and Chinese lanterns.
You see them: Fred mounted on a high ladder, May and the maid striving
to hand him a long garland which is to be hung between the windows. You
see them leaning over the counter of a hardware shop, explaining how
oblong and semicircular pieces of tin are to be provided with places for
candles (the illumination of the room had remained an unsolved problem
until ingenious Fred had hit upon this plan); you see them running up
the narrow staircases, losing themselves in the twisty passages, calling
for the housekeeper; you see them trying to decide which is the
gentlemen's cloakroom, which the ladies', and wondering if they will be
able to hire enough furniture in the town to arrange a sitting-room for
the chaperons.

As May said, 'We shall have them hanging about our heels the whole
evening if we don't try to make them comfortable.'

At last the evening of the ball arrived, and, as the clocks were
striking eight, dressed and ready to start, Alice knocked at May's door.

'What! dressed already?' said May, as she leaned towards the glass,
illuminated on either side with wax candles, and looked into the
whiteness of her bosom. She wore a costume of Prussian-blue velvet and
silk; the bodice (entirely of velvet) was pointed back and front, and a
berthe of moresque lace softened the contrast between it and the cream
tints of the skin. These and the flame-coloured hair were the spirits of
the shadowy bedchamber; whereas Alice, in her white corded-silk, her
clear candid eyes, was the truer Madonna whose ancient and inferior
prototype stood on her bracket in a forgotten corner.

'Oh! how nice you look!' exclaimed May; 'I don't think I ever saw anyone
look so pure.'

Alice smiled; and, interpreting the smile, May said:

'I am afraid you don't think so much of me.'

'I am sure, May, you look very nice indeed, and just as you would like
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