Takingadvantageofthepropitiousmoment，Megslippedawayandrandowntogreetherhusbandwithasmilingfaceandthelittlebluebowinherhairwhichwashisespecialadmiration。Hesawitatonceandsaidwithpleasedsurprise，\"Why，littlemother，howgaywearetonight。Doyouexpectcompany？\"
\"Onlyyou，dear。\"
\"No，I’mtiredofbeingdowdy，soIdressedupasachange。Youalwaysmakeyourselfnicefortable，nomatterhowtiredyouare，sowhyshouldn’tIwhenIhavethetime？’
\"Idoitoutofrespectforyou，mydear，\"saidold—fashionedJohn。
\"Ditto，ditto，Mr。Brooke，\"laughedMeg，lookingyoungandprettyagain，asshenoddedtohimovertheteapot。