Her rosy little face and willful curls came out of each prettier than the last, precisely as a paper dolly's does, and when at the end of all they got her into a bright violet print and a white bib-apron, it was well they were the last, for they couldn't have had the heart to take her out of them.

But only fools, and they of vast estate, The extremity of modes will imitate, The dangling knee-fringe, and the bib-cravat.

The womanCasey had mistaken her for a man at first, because she wore bib overalls and had her hair bobbed and a man's hat ondropped the gun and held her wrist that showed angry red finger prints.