Mary beams back, and hugs her. "Perfect! You are dear and brave and we'll have so much fun! And you will like this dress! It was in the store-room. I don't know why, it fits me and it's very good, but when I asked about it Meg said I wouldn't want that old thing. So I think it must have been Queen Joan's and she doesn't think I should wear it--too bad! But you can wear it, there is no reason it should just be packed away. We'll go upstairs..."
Upstairs is a room that looks very much like it's casually inhabited by a young man. Or two young men. The beds are rumpled. There's a bow and quiver lying on one, and a football on the floor that goes rolling into the corner when Mary trips on it. Muddy boots and muddy gloves. A pile of laundry. Mary looks around and shrugs. "James stays here, and sometimes the Douglas boy. But it doesn't matter, I'll lock the door and no one will come in while we get you dressed. Here, look, isn't it pretty? The color is good for you, too...you can just put it on over your own underthings, I think, but not the sleeves....your hair--oh, we can just cover it with a little linen cloth, like so. It doesn't matter, hopefully no one will see you at all! Or just the littlest glimpse, but hopefully not at all."
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Date: 2017-02-20 12:34 pm (UTC)Upstairs is a room that looks very much like it's casually inhabited by a young man. Or two young men. The beds are rumpled. There's a bow and quiver lying on one, and a football on the floor that goes rolling into the corner when Mary trips on it. Muddy boots and muddy gloves. A pile of laundry. Mary looks around and shrugs. "James stays here, and sometimes the Douglas boy. But it doesn't matter, I'll lock the door and no one will come in while we get you dressed. Here, look, isn't it pretty? The color is good for you, too...you can just put it on over your own underthings, I think, but not the sleeves....your hair--oh, we can just cover it with a little linen cloth, like so. It doesn't matter, hopefully no one will see you at all! Or just the littlest glimpse, but hopefully not at all."
She laughs out loud. "What an adventure!"