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English: "Mrs. Terry went to church the very first Sunday. She took Mr. Terry with her. Everybody thought they would go and everybody in Togtown wore his best clothes — everybody but me. I wouldn't do different just because a stranger was going to be there. I don't care what "they" do as much as some folks do. When Mrs. Terry came in I couldn't see her, and I wouldn't stretch my neck at anybody the way some of the women did at Mrs. Theodore Terry. But I went out right after the sermon and was in the lobby when she went through. She had on the simplest church dress I ever saw. I wondered if the women who had togged out so were not ashamed. The dress she wore was a tan-colored camelshair, made up with velvet of a deeper shade. Around the bottom of the skirt was a series of velvet medallions set under the goods, and several rows of stitching made a pretty trimming around the medallions. The Eton jacket was of camelshair, with a fitted band of the same stitched all around the edge. The over-sleeve was fitted in as if it were apart of the Eton; the effect was almost like a deep bertha. The bodice was of the deeper shaded velvet; a crushed, fitted velvet belt was fastened blindly at one side. The skirt was shirred neatly just below the belt. The sleeves of velvet fell in soft folds, and I knew that Mrs. Terry was wearing one of the new, cool, lightweight velvets. Her hat was of scarlet roses, the petals shading to a dainty rose pink. There wasn't anything but flowers on the hat. It was her Easter bonnet. And the chiffon bow under her chin was rose pink, too, just the color of the rose color in the hat, and her gloves were the color of her gown. Martha told me afterward that she caught sight of something embroidered in tan-colored silk on the left cuff. She said it made her think of the little bit of red she saw on Mrs. Terry's raincoat collar. I didn't see that. I wonder what it is — a coat-of-arms, maybe."