It was too long for Martha, but they hitched it up with a belt. Then Zia started to arrange Martha’s hair, which she thought could look attractive if it was washed and curled. She then placed on top of her head a hat that had also been bought for her at Falmouth. Picking up the one that she had brought to wear herself and that matched her gown, she ran down the stairs with Martha. The carriage was waiting for them and Zia told the coachman to take them to the large Emporium that she had visited yesterday with the Dowager Marchioness. While they had been shown around, she had noticed that there were a number of gowns for young girls that the Dowager Marchioness had not considered smart enough for her. Zia was, however, well aware that Martha would look odd in anything too smart. If s