Margaret's purchases were all found, and we went home, with
money still in my bank, Dr. Sandford informed me. I was very
tired; but on the whole I was very satisfied. Till my things
came home, and I saw that Mrs. Sandford did not like them.
"I wish I could have been with you!" she said.
"What is the matter?" said the doctor. It was the evening, and
we were all together for a few minutes, before Mrs. Sandford
went to her sister.
"Did you choose these things, Grant?"
"What is the matter with them?"
"They are hardly suitable."
"For the third time, what is the matter with them?" said the
doctor.
"They are neat, but they are not _handsome_."
"They will look handsome when they are on," said Dr. Sandford.
"No, they won't; they will look common. I don't mean _vulgar_ —
you could not buy anything in bad taste — but they are just
what anybody's child might wear."
"Then Mrs. Randolph's child might."
Mrs. Sandford gave him a look. "That is just the thing," she
said. "Mrs. Randolph's child might _not_.
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