Margaret's face dimpled up into a merry laugh. "Thank you, Bessy, for thinking so kindly about my looking nice among all the smart people. But I've plenty of grand gowns,--a week ago, I should have said they were far too grand for anything I should ever want here. But as I'm to dine at Mr. Thornton's, and perhaps to meet the mayor, I shall put on my very best gown, you may be sure."
"What win yo' wear?" asked Bessy, somewhat relieved.
"White silk," said Margaret. "A gown I had for a cousin's wedding, a year ago."

Margaret's face dimpled up into a merry laugh. 'Thank you, Bessy, for your concern! But I've plenty of grand gowns. I shall put on my very best gown, you may be sure.'
'What will yo' wear?' asked Bessy, somewhat relieved.
'White silk,' said Margaret. 'A gown I had for a cousin's wedding. 