On Hallowe’en afternoon, Katherine Alyse came into Jane’s
room with a simple request.
“Jane, I was wondering if I could borrow the red frock you were wearing when you first came here.”
“Yesindeedy!” replied Jane, “How come?”
“I want to wear it tonight as my Hallowe’en costume.”
“But ‘tis not a costume, Katherine,” said Jane, “‘tis my
common garment.”
“Exactly,” said Katherine Alyse, “Since I really like historic fashion, I was going to go as an Elizabethan girl.”
“Hmph!” Jane snorted, “I could go as such wearing what I have on now.”
“But you wouldn’t be in costume or disguise. And we did use your red frock as an historically accurate costume for the May Day Festival.”
“Very true,” Jane agreed, “’Twas one of the only historically accurate things in the festival.”
“So,” Katherine Alyse went on, “What do you say?”
Jane paused a moment then said, “I have a spanking idea! I will gussy myself up in the
red frock, and folk will think I am in costume, but the joke will be on them for
I will not be in costume at all!”
“That’s a dandy idea,” said Katherine Alyse, “and I will go with my second choice, the not-quite-historically-accurate Medieval Fairy Princess costume.”
When they had gotten ready for the evening’s festivities,
one in costume, and one just wearing her regular clothes, Jane had a sudden
thought.
“On Hallowe’en one should either be in costume or disguise, so I will wear this visor, and be thus disguised.
“Let us high-tail it townwards,” said Jane, “and see what
shenanigans we can pull off!”
