CHAPTER IX
ALL KINDS OF FUN
ANY one who had looked in on the sisters one day would have seen that they were greatly excited. Just at this time they were visiting Madame Bertrand, and during their stay a ball was to be given.
Plans that promised much pleasure for them had been made. They were to dine with the Emperor, and then go on to Deadwood in his carriage.
"Don't jerk so, please," cried Betsy, while the maid was arranging her hair.
"But you must have this Chinese coiffure, if you are going to the ball. You would not wish to go looking like a little girl."
"Oh, no," responded Betsy faintly, inwardly rebellious, as her hair was jerked and strained on top of her head. She was willing to bear pain for the sake of appearing well, but when she looked in the glass she thought that she
