If I seem not to be excited, I really am, internally; but perhaps I haven't learned how to show it....

Don't I look well?
I was so preoccupied with my gown in the mirror that I forgot to examine my face." Mrs.Severn kissed her.

"You and your gown are charming.

Come, we are late, and that isn't permitted to debutantes." * * * * * It was Mrs.Magnelius Grandcourt who was giving the first dinner and dance for Geraldine Seagrave.

In the cloak-room she encountered some very animated women of the younger married set, who spoke to her amiably, particularly a Mrs.Dysart, who said she knew Duane Mallett, and who was so friendly that a bit of colour warmed Geraldine's pallid cheeks and still remained there when, a few minutes later, she saluted her heavily jewelled hostess and recognised in her the fat fore-and-aft lady of the day before.
Mrs.Magnelius Grandcourt, glittering like a South American scarab, detained her with the smallest and chubbiest hands she had ever seen inside of gloves.
"My dear, you look ghastly," said her hostess.