In the bedroom regions the mysteries of the toilet had been going on for hours.

Eunice was busy with her mistress; Agnes the seamstress was playing _femme de chambre_ to Rose.

Grace dressed herself in twenty minutes, and then dressed Eeny, who only wore pink muslin and a necklace of pearls, and looked fairy-like and fragile as ever.

Grace, in gray silk, with an emerald brooch, and her brown hair simply worn as she always wore it, looked lady-like and unassuming.
The guests came by the evening train from Montreal, and the carriages of the nearer neighbours began coming in rapid succession.

Kate stood by her cordial father's side, receiving their guests.