You see, this is my Sunday afternoon frock.
If I stay with you, I will send for my black ones. Perhaps, if I
took off the lace collar now."
"Yes, and the black bow. It is those things that make your garb
inappropriate. I will, of course, provide you with an apron and cap.
Will you come with me now to the dining-room, and I will show you
about your duties."
Mrs. Brewster gave Patty full directions about the serving of the
dinner and then provided her with a cap and apron. The trifle of
muslin and lace, when perched on Patty's gold curls, was really most
becoming; and though she removed her collar and bow, the frilled
bretelles of the dainty apron were quite as effective, and Patty
looked like the kind of waitress that is seen in amateur plays.
"If not asking too much, madame," she said, "may I telephone to a
friend?"
"Is it necessary?" and Mrs. Brewster looked a little surprised.
"It would be polite, I think, madame," returned Patty, with eyes
cast down, "as it is to some people with whom I expected to take
supper. They will wait for me, I fear?"
"Ah, yes, Suzette, you are right. You may telephone, but I will tell
you frankly, I do not like to have my servants make a practice of
telephoning to their friends.
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