"Yes, Miss" Ellie replied. That felt more comfortable to address her as such. The girl rose from the chair and again smoothed down her dress, not only because it had been wrinkled by sitting, but also because she wanted to touch the fabric again. She still felt fantastic. Ellie grabbed the well worn, knitted shawl she had arrived in and wrapped it around her shoulders. It created an odd look of homely over handsome, but for lack off anything else it would have to do.

She was quite content to let Miss Pennyfeather to take the lead in this expedition, for she, a lady, presumably knew more about clothing and the like, not to mention it was her money.