CHAPTER XXIX.
THE EVENING STAR.
Notwithstanding her headache, however, Mrs.Redmain was going in the evening to a small fancy-ball, meant for a sort of rehearsal to a great one when the season should arrive.

The part and costume she had chosen were the suggestion of her own name: she would represent the Evening Star, clothed in the early twilight; and neither was she unfit for the part, nor was the dress she had designed altogether unsuitable either to herself or to the part.

But she had sufficient confidence neither in herself nor her maid to forestall a desire for Mary's opinion.

After luncheon, therefore, she sent for Miss Marston to her bedroom.
Mary found her half dressed, Folter in attendance, a great heap of pink lying on the bed.
"Sit down, Mary," said Hesper, pointing to a chair; "I want your advice.

But I must first explain.