"You certainly do not pretend to say, Mary," Henry interposed, "that all changes in fashions are improvements in comfort?" "O no, certainly not. Many, nay, most of the changes are unimportant in that respect." "And are the inventions and whims of fashion makers," added aunt Abigail with warmth. "No doubt of it," Mary readily admitted. "And you are such a weak, foolish girl, as to adopt, eagerly, every trifling variation in fashion?" continued aunt Abigail. "No, not eagerly, aunt." "But at all?" "I adopt a great many, certainly, for no other reason than because they are fashionable." "For shame, Mary, to make such an admission! I really thought better of you." "But don't you follow the fashions, aunt?" "Why Mary," exclaimed both uncle Absalom and her brother, at once. "Me follow the fashions, Mary?" broke in aunt Abigail, as soon as she could recover her breath, for the question struck her almost speechless. "Me follow the fashions? Why, what can the girl mean?" "I asked the question," said Mary. "And if you can't answer it, I can." "And how will you answer it, pray?" "In the affirmative, of course." "You are trifling, now, Mary," said uncle Absalom, gravely. "Indeed I am not, uncle. I can prove to her satisfaction and yours, too, that aunt Abigail is almost as much a follower of the fashions as I am." "For shame, child!" "I can though, uncle; so prepare yourself to be convinced. Did you never see aunt wear a different shaped cap from the one she now has on?" "O yes, I suppose so. I don't take much notice of such things. But I believe she has changed the pattern of her cap a good many times." "And what if I have, pray?" asked aunt Abigail, fidgeting uneasily. "O, nothing, only that in doing so, you were following some new fashion," replied Mary. "It is no such thing!" said aunt Abigail. "I can prove it." "You can't." "Yes I can, and I will. Don't you remember when the high crowns were worn?" "Of course I do." "And you wore them, of course." "Well, suppose I did?" "And then came the close, low-crowned cap. I remember the very time you adopted that fashion, and thought it so much more becoming than the great tower of lace on the back part of the head." "And so it was." "But why didn't you think so before," asked Mary, looking archly into the face of her aunt. "Why--because-because--" "O, I can tell you, so you needn't search all over the world for a reason. It was because the high crowns were fashionable. Come out plain and aboveboard and say so." "Indeed, I won't say any such thing." "Then what was the reason?" "Every body wore them, and their unsightly appearance had not been made apparent by contrast."