Did you see Eunice?
Is she in my room ?" "I don't know.

Have you been in there with Mr.Richards all the afternoon ?" "Yes; he gets lonely, poor fellow! Run away and dress." Eunice was waiting in her young lady's boudoir, where the fire shone bright, the wax candles burned, the curtains were drawn, and everything looked deliciously comfortable.

Kate sank into an easy-chair, and Eunice took the pins out of the beautiful glittering hair, and let it fall in a shining shower around her.
"What dress will you please to wear, miss ?" "The black lace, I think, since there is to be company, and the pearls." She lay listlessly while Eunice combed out the soft, thick hair, and twisted it coronet-wise, as she best liked to wear it.

She stood listless while her dress was being fastened, her eyes misty and dreamy, fixed on the diamond ring she wore.

Very lovely she looked in the soft, rich lace, pale pearls on the exquisite throat; and she smiled her approval of Eunice's skill when it was all over.
"That will do, Eunice, thank you.