Trymie Icanspoon crowned Mrs. Charity Givens with a fresh sheet of
tanglefoot and Warble hilariously made a foolscap of another for the
Rector's bald head. Judge Drinkwater folded Daisy Snow's two little hands
together, then wrapped them tightly in fly-paper, and shook with laughter
to see her futile attempts to get free.
"Naughty man!" she cried, "to make poor little me so helpless!" With a
spring she flung her entangled hands over the Judge's head, and hung round
his neck like a pretty little millstone.
Warble relaxed, and found that she was shockingly tired and very hungry.
But she was the stuff of which true reformers are made and Martin Luther
had nothing on her.
Then Beer came tripping in with a pile of varicolored garments which she
held up to view.
"These," Warble announced, "are the real Mack Sennett costumes. They are
one-piece bathing suits, I got them from an importer of contraband goods.
You are to put them on in place of your clothes. And please forget that
you are Butterflies and turn into bathing beauties and champion swimmers."
While they were shyly getting into the suits, she donned her own, a little
scalloped apron effect, with cross-strapped sandals, and a silk bandanna
knotted round her head.
She glanced about and saw Big Bill Petticoat beaming with proud glee at
his wife's social success, and looking lovely himself in a black satin
one-piece, with jet shoulder straps.
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