She ran to it now.

It treated her kindly.

The crisp, thin, dead-black draperies showed up her white skin in dazzling contrast.
On second thought she left off the string of pearls.

The effect was better without any ornament.

Her face was her despair; her eyes were misty and unsure; the color came and went in her cheeks; she could not keep her lips closed.
"You fool! You fool!" she stormed at herself.