You still intend to start to-morrow ?" said Jeanne.
"Yes; to-morrow morning," said Germaine.
Jeanne and Marie slipped on their dust-coats to the accompaniment of chattering and kissing, and went out of the room.
As she closed the door on them, Germaine turned to Sonia, and said: "I do hate those two girls! They're such horrible snobs." "Oh, they're good-natured enough," said Sonia.
"Good-natured?
Why, you idiot, they're just bursting with envy of me--bursting!" said Germaine.

"Well, they've every reason to be," she added confidently, surveying herself in a Venetian mirror with a petted child's self-content..