Book 3, Chapter 6: A Business Proposition

⁠​​​‌​​​​‌‌‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌⁠"Why, this was what I wanted to say," said Rose, taking up the broken conversation as he pulled the shop door to behind him. She didn't go out on to the sidewalk, but lingered in the recessed doorway. "I thought if you'd let me fake that evening frock for twenty dollars, and then buy the little Empire one for Olga Larson—it's only eighty—that the two would average just about what Mrs. Goldsmith wa