"The Arabian Nights have surely come again." Mrs.Wentworth, immediately after presenting Keith to one or two ladies who were receiving, had been met and borne off by Ferdy Wickersham, and was in the throng at the far end of the great apartment, and some one had stopped Norman on the stairway.

So Keith was left for a moment standing alone just inside the door.

He had a sense of being charmed.
Later, he tried to account for it.

Was it the sight before him?
Even such perfect harmony of color could hardly have done it.

It must be the dazzling radiance of youth that almost made his eyes ache with its beauty.