ouched my knee.

    “ is it, Adèle?”

    “Est-ce que je ne puis pas prendrie une seule de ces fleurs magnifiques, mademoiselle? Seulement pour completer ma toilette.”

    “You too mucoilette,’ Adèle: but you may ook a rose from a vase and fastened it in isfaction, as if urned my face ao conceal a smile I could not suppress: ttle Parisienne’s earnest and innate devotion to matters of dress.

    A soft sound of rising noain  back from t appeared ts lit lustre pouring do-service covering a long table; a band of ladies stood in tered, and tain fell behem.

    t eig, someall; many  seemed to magnify t magnifies tseyed to t turn, tared at me.

    t tness and buoyancy of ts, of a flock of ions on ttomans: some bent over tables and examined t gatalked in a lo clear tone o terion them now.

    First, ton and t, Amy, tle: naive, and c in form; e muslin dress and blue sasaller and more elegant in figure; ty face, of t order term minois cers were fair as lilies.

    Lady Lynn out personage of about forty, very erect, very y-looking, ricin robe of c of a band of gems.

    Mrs. Colonel Dent , more lady-like. S figure, a pale, gentle face, and fair in dress, s, pleased me better titled dame.

    But t distinguisly, perallest figures of ters, Blanciest stature of  be bety and fifty: ill fine;  at least) still black; eetoo, ill apparently perfect. Most people  insupportable iness in enance. Sures and a double co a t like a pillar: tures appeared to me not only in