To-day he had said that she looked "stunning," and she had thought how easy it would be to impress him to-night--to show him how truly beautiful she was.
She had stood before her mirror between eight and nine--it was nine-fifteen before she was really ready--and pondered over what she should wear.

There were two tall pier-glasses in her wardrobe--an unduly large piece of furniture--and one in her closet door.

She stood before the latter, looking at her bare arms and shoulders, her shapely figure, thinking of the fact that her left shoulder had a dimple, and that she had selected garnet garters decorated with heart-shaped silver buckles.
The corset could not be made quite tight enough at first, and she chided her maid, Kathleen Kelly.

She studied how to arrange her hair, and there was much ado about that before it was finally adjusted.

She penciled her eyebrows and plucked at the hair about her forehead to make it loose and shadowy.