She wore a simple suit of rich brown silk, with hat, vail and gloves to match, white linen collar and cuffs, and crimson ribbon bow on her bosom, and a crimson rose in her hat.

Her face was pale and clear, but so thin that her broad, fair forehead looked too broad beneath its soft waves of dark hair, and her deep gray eyes seemed too large and bright under their arched black eyebrows.
"You wished to see me, dear papa ?" she said, gently.
"Yes, my love.

But--you are going out?
Of course you are.

You are always going out, when you are not gone.

I hope, however, that I have not interfered with any very important engagement of yours, my dear ?" said the banker, half impatiently, half affectionately.
"Oh, no, papa, love! I was only going with Lady Belgrade to a flower-show at the Crystal Palace.