What's happened Viva ?" "Nothing that anybody can help," said her friend.

"Nothing that matters.
What does matter, anyway?
Fuss and fuss and fuss.

Dress and entertain.
Travel till you're tired, and rest till you're crazy! Then--when a real thing happens--there's all this!" and she lifted her black draperies disdainfully.

"And mourning notepaper and cards and servant's livery--and all the things you mustn't do!" Isabel put an arm around her.

"Don't mind, dear--you'll get over this--you are young enough yet--the world is full of things to do!" But Mrs.Weatherstone only smiled her faint smile again.