"Oh, I hadn't even though of it!" admitted Anne, as she dug through the clothing with something approaching desperation. "It's been such a very strange morning, I wonder if anyone thought to cook. If not, perhaps we should make something. I might not be prepared to cook, but I can certainly chop fruit and pour milk and tea."

She finally pulled out a rather flimsy looking brassiere that she thought might be adequate, and tucked it away with the rest of the clothing they'd found.