“ Some day next month, I believe,” said Lucy. “But your sisters are doing more for it than I am; they are to have the largest stall.”
“ Ah yes; but they carry on their manufactures in their own sitting-room, where I don’t intrude on them. I see you are not addicted to the fashionable vice of fancy-work, Miss Tulliver,” said Stephen, looking at Maggie’s plain hemming.
“ No,” said Maggie, “I can do nothing more difficult or more elegant than shirt-making.”
“ And your plain sewing is so beautiful, Maggie,” said Lucy, “that I think I shall beg a few specimens of you to show as fancy-work. Your exquisite sewing is quite a mystery to me, you used to dislike that sort of work so much in old days.”
“ It is a mystery easily explained, dear,” said Maggie, looking up quietly. “Plain sewing w
