Chapter 14 THE DRESS PARADE

"Oh dear," sighed Dorothy, falling limply into a handsomely upholstered rocker in the comfortable resting-room of the shop, half an hour after they had left Miss Mingle, "I'm completely exhausted!" She carried several parcels, which she dropped listlessly on a nearby couch, on which Tavia was resting.

"How mildly you express it!" cried Tavia, "I