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Orence, "I would take this box just as it stands unopened to Cherry Court School to-morrow." "Oh, no, my dear; you could not think of doing such a thing; it would be so unkind to me. I shall dream of you in your pretty dresses, my love." Florence said nothing more; she took the screwdriver from her mother, and proceeded to open the box. Inside lay fold after fold of tissue paper. This was lifted away and then the first dress appeared to view. It was a soft shimmering silk of light texture, fashionably made and very girl