A superb garniture of natural lilies of the valley was fastened on this girl's shoulder; and, falling loosely across her breast, lost itself in the trailing folds of her gown.

She held a palm-leaf fan entirely covered with lilies of the valley, and a girdle of the same flowers encircled her waist.

Her face was serious, but contented; her eyes were bright, but with an intense and thoughtful lustre; and her cheeks were softly coloured, as though a west wind had blown freshly against them.

There was nothing either attractive or repulsive about her that I could see; and yet--I turned away from the mirror hastily with a faint smile.
"The lilies form the best part of my toilette," I said.
"That they do," asserted Amy, with emphasis.

"They are the finest specimens I ever saw.