When she had dressed me she wheeled the long mirror in front of me that I might look at myself.
I was not the same girl to look on that I had been.

There was a bright colour in my cheeks and my eyes were bright; but I had a swimming in my head and I felt hot and cold by turns.

I saw that I was splendid, for Margaret had put on me as many as she could of the jewels with which my lover loaded me, which used to lie about so carelessly that my grandmother had rebuked me saying I should be robbed of them one of these days.

I hated them as though they had been my purchase-money; and I had scandalized Margaret only the night before by letting my necklace of emeralds and diamonds fall to the floor and lie there.
As I went down the stairs I met one or two of the servants, who drew to one side to let me pass and lifted their hands in admiration.

Margaret walked behind me, being fearful, I think, that in my present mood I might let the long train sweep the stairs and corridors instead of carrying it demurely over my arm.
I paused for a moment outside the drawing-room door which stood ajar, and I could hear my lover's deep voice within.