Said she: "Shall I put away your things after tea, miss, or now at once?
I am to wait on you." "Oh, that's very nice," said Celia.

"You will not have much trouble, at any rate, with my things," she added, with a laugh.

"For I have very few." "Yes, miss," said the maid.

"Fashions change so soon, don't they ?" It was beautifully done, and Celia laughed again, appreciatively.

The place had seemed to her a kind of Paradise, and certainly it was inhabited, judging by the specimens she had seen, by persons of angelic amiability.