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Aileen
had
created
an
impression
in
a
street
costume
of
dark
blue
silk
with
velvet
pelisse
to
match
,
and
trimmed
with
elaborate
pleatings
and
shirrings
of
the
same
materials
.
A
toque
of
blue
velvet
,
with
high
crown
and
one
large
dark-red
imitation
orchid
,
had
given
her
a
jaunty
,
dashing
air
.
Beneath
the
toque
her
red-gold
hair
was
arranged
in
an
enormous
chignon
,
with
one
long
curl
escaping
over
her
collar
.
She
was
not
exactly
as
daring
as
she
seemed
,
but
she
loved
to
give
that
impression
.
"
You
look
wonderful
,
"
Cowperwood
said
as
she
passed
him
.
"
I
'll
look
different
to-night
,
"
was
her
answer
.
She
had
swung
herself
with
a
slight
,
swaggering
stride
into
the
dining-room
and
disappeared
.
Norah
and
her
mother
stayed
to
chat
with
Mrs.
Cowperwood
.
"
Well
,
it
's
lovely
now
,
is
n't
it
?
"
breathed
Mrs.
Butler
.
"
Sure
you
'll
be
happy
here
.
Sure
you
will
.
When
Eddie
fixed
the
house
we
're
in
now
,
says
I
:
'
Eddie
,
it
's
almost
too
fine
for
us
altogether
--
surely
it
is
,
'
and
he
says
,
says
'
e
,
'
Norah
,
nothin
'
this
side
o
'
heavin
or
beyond
is
too
good
for
ye
'
--
and
he
kissed
me
.
Now
what
d'ye
think
of
that
fer
a
big
,
hulkin
'
gossoon
?
"
"
It
's
perfectly
lovely
,
I
think
,
Mrs.
Butler
,
"
commented
Mrs.
Cowperwood
,
a
little
bit
nervous
because
of
others
.
"
Mama
does
love
to
talk
so
.
Come
on
,
mama
.
Let
's
look
at
the
dining-room
.
"
It
was
Norah
talking
.
"
Well
,
may
ye
always
be
happy
in
it
.
I
wish
ye
that
.
I
've
always
been
happy
in
mine
.
May
ye
always
be
happy
.
"
And
she
waddled
good-naturedly
along
.
The
Cowperwood
family
dined
hastily
alone
between
seven
and
eight
.
At
nine
the
evening
guests
began
to
arrive
,
and
now
the
throng
was
of
a
different
complexion
--
girls
in
mauve
and
cream-white
and
salmon-pink
and
silver-gray
,
laying
aside
lace
shawls
and
loose
dolmans
,
and
the
men
in
smooth
black
helping
them
.
Outside
in
the
cold
,
the
carriage
doors
were
slamming
,
and
new
guests
were
arriving
constantly
.
Mrs.
Cowperwood
stood
with
her
husband
and
Anna
in
the
main
entrance
to
the
reception
room
,
while
Joseph
and
Edward
Cowperwood
and
Mr.
and
Mrs.
Henry
W.
Cowperwood
lingered
in
the
background
.
Lillian
looked
charming
in
a
train
gown
of
old
rose
,
with
a
low
,
square
neck
showing
a
delicate
chemisette
of
fine
lace
.
Her
face
and
figure
were
still
notable
,
though
her
face
was
not
as
smoothly
sweet
as
it
had
been
years
before
when
Cowperwood
had
first
met
her
.
Anna
Cowperwood
was
not
pretty
,
though
she
could
not
be
said
to
be
homely
.
She
was
small
and
dark
,
with
a
turned-up
nose
,
snapping
black
eyes
,
a
pert
,
inquisitive
,
intelligent
,
and
alas
,
somewhat
critical
,
air
.
She
had
considerable
tact
in
the
matter
of
dressing
.
Black
,
in
spite
of
her
darkness
,
with
shining
beads
of
sequins
on
it
,
helped
her
complexion
greatly
,
as
did
a
red
rose
in
her
hair
.
She
had
smooth
,
white
well-rounded
arms
and
shoulders
.
Bright
eyes
,
a
pert
manner
,
clever
remarks
--
these
assisted
to
create
an
illusion
of
charm
,
though
,
as
she
often
said
,
it
was
of
little
use
.
"
Men
want
the
dolly
things
.
"
