Joan had the consolation of witnessing the childish delight that came again into the foolish face; but felt angry with herself at her own weakness.
It was the woman's feebleness that irritated her.

If only she had shown a spark of fight, Joan could have been firm.

Poor feckless creature, what could have ever been her attraction for Phillips! She followed, inwardly fuming, while Mrs.Phillips continued to pile monstrosity upon monstrosity.

What would Phillips think?
And what would Hilda's eyes say when they looked upon that _recherche_ drawing-room suite?
Hilda, who would have had no sentimental compunctions! The woman would be sure to tell them both that she, Joan, had accompanied her and helped in the choosing.

The whole ghastly house would be exhibited to every visitor as the result of their joint taste.