ing!" cried Linda. "'Judicious speeding' is one thing
I learned better than any other lesson about driving a motor car. Three
fourths of the driving Father and I did we were speeding judiciously."

Katy held the skirt to Linda's waist.

"Well, maybe it's a little shorter than any you have been wearing, but
it ain't as short as Eileen and all the rest of the girls your age have
them, so that's all right, honey. Slip on your coat."

Katy's fingers were shaking as she lifted the jacket and Linda slipped
into it.

"Oh, Lord," she groaned, "ye can't be wearing that! The sleeves don't
come much below your elbows."

"You will please to observe," said Linda, "that they are flowing sleeves
and they are not intended to come below the elbows; but it's a piece of
luck I tried it on, for it reminds me that it's a jacket suit and I
must have a blouse. When you get the shoe money, make it enough for
a blouse--two blouses, Katy, one for school and one to fuss up in a
little."

Without stopping to change her clothing, Linda ran to the garage and
hurried back to the city. It was less than an hour's run, but she made
it in ample time to park her car and buy the shoes. She selected a pair
of low oxfords of beautiful color, matching the stockings. Then she
hurried to one of the big drygoods stores and bought the two waists and
an inexpensive straw hat that would harmonize with the suit; a hat small
enough to stick, in the wind, with brim enough to shade her eyes. In
about two hours she was back with Katy and they were in her room trying
on the new clothing.

"It dumbfounds me," said Linda, "to have Eileen do this for me."

She had put on the shoes and stockings, a plain georgette blouse of
a soft, brownish wood-gray, with a bit of heavy brown silk embroidery
decorating the front, and the jacket. The dress was of silky changeable
tricolette, the skirt plain. Where a fold lifted and was strongly
lighted, it was an exquisite silver-gray; where a shadow fell deeply
it was gray-brown. The coat reached half way to the knees. It had a
rippling skirt with a row of brown embroidery around it, a deep belt
with double buttoning at the waistline, and collar and sleeves in a more
elaborate pattern of the same embroidery as the skirt. Linda perched the
hat on her head, pulled it down securely, and faced Katy.

"Now then!" she challenged.

"And it's a perfect dress!" said Katy proudly, "and you're just the
colleen to wear it. My, but I wisht y