Stella's delicate face was flushed, but it was the exquisite flush of a blush-rose.

Her eyes were of a starry brightness; she had the radiant look of one who has achieved her heart's desire.
"What a vision of triumph!" commented Mrs.Ermsted.

"It's soothing anyway to know that that wild-rose complexion won't survive the summer.
Captain Monck looks curiously out of his element.

No doubt he prefers the bazaars." "But Stella Denvers is enchanting to-night," murmured Mrs.Ralston.
Lady Harriet overheard the murmur, and her aquiline nose was instantly elevated a little higher.

"So many people never see beyond the outer husk," she said.
Mrs.Burton smiled out of her slitty eyes.