The sunshade rested lightly upon her shoulder, and its azure concave made a harmonious background for her small, graceful head with the airily plumed hat set so becomingly upon those waves of dead-gold hair.

He waved to her; but she made no sign of having seen.
When Henrietta returned, Adelaide had resumed her reverie and her slow march round the fountain.

Henrietta watched with a quizzical expression for some time before saying: "If I hadn't discouraged him, I believe he'd have blurted it all out to me--all he came to say to you." Del was still absent-minded as she answered: "It's too absurd.

People are so censorious, so low-minded." "They are," rejoined Mrs.Hastings.

"And, I'm sorry to say, as a rule they're right." The curve of Del's delicate eyebrows and of her lips straightened.
"All the trouble comes through our having nothing to do," pursued Henrietta, disregarding those signs that her "meddling" was unwelcome.
"The idle women! We ought to be busy at something useful--you and I and the rest of 'em.