Ah! here are the girls.

Alice, we had almost forgotten Arthur; you and Ellen remind us of him." "Really," said Ellen, "I am very unhappy; I have no lover to expect.

You see that I am arrayed in a plain black silk, to show my chagrin because Mr.
Johnson could not come now.

Alice has decked herself so that Arthur can read her every thought at the first glance.

She has on her blue barege dress, which implies her unvarying constancy.