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the floor, where it formed a lake, the shape of which, after the lapse of a few minutes, he began to modify considerably with his foot, till it was like a map of England and Wales.

'Well, Dick, you needn't have made quite such a mess.'

'Well, I needn't, I suppose.' He walked up to the blue dress, and looked at it with a rigid gaze. Then an idea seemed to cross his brain.

'Fancy.'

'Yes.'

'I thought you said you were going to wear the gray dress all day to-morrow on your trip to Yalbury, and in the evening too, when I shall be with you, and ask your father for you.'

'So I am.'

'And the blue one only on Sunday?'

'And the blue one Sunday.'