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inlaid with silver was slung at her shoulder, while across her breast, the only note of color in the general harmony of white, fell a scarf of apple-green holding the horn, also of ivory and silver, which, like the belt and bow, had been designed for her in Madame de Longueville's Paris. But neither she nor her model would have been finally content with an adornment so delicately fanciful and minute. Both Kitty and the goddess of the Fronde knew that they must hold their own in a crowd. For this there must be diamonds. The sleeves, therefore, on the white arms fell back from diamond clasps; the ivory spear in her right hand was topped by a small genius with glittering wings; and in the masses of her fair hair, bound with pearl fillets, shone the large diamond crescent that Lady Tranmore had foreseen, with one small attendant star at either side. [Illustration: THE FINISHING TOUCHES] "Well, upon my word, Kitty!" said a voice from her husband's dressing-room. Kitty turned impetuously. "Do you like it?" she cried. Ashe approached. She lifted her horn to her mouth and stood tiptoe. The movement was enchanting; it had in it the youth and freshness of spring woods; it suggested mountain distances and the solitudes of high valleys. Intoxication spoke in Ashe's pulses; he wished the maids had been far away that he might have taken the goddess in his very human arms. Instead of which he stood lazily smiling. "What Endymion are you calling?" he asked her. "Kitty, you are a dream!" Kitty pirouetted, then suddenly stopped short and held out a foot. "Look at those silk things, sir. Nobody but Fanchette could have made them look anything but a botch. But they spoil the dress. And all to please mother and Mrs. Grundy!" "I like them. I suppose--the nearest you could get to buskins? You would have preferred ankles <i>au naturel</i>? I don't think you'd have been admitted, Kitty." "Shouldn't I? And so few people have feet they can show!" sighed Kitty, regretfully. Ashe's eyes met those of the maid, who was trying to hide her smiles, and he and she both laughed. "What do you think about it, eh, Blanche?" "I think her ladyship is much better as she is," said the maid, decidedly. "She'd have felt very strange when she got there." Kitty turned upon her like a whirlwind. "Go to bed!" she said, putting both hands on the shoulders of the maid. "Go to bed at once! Esther can give me my cloak. Do you know, William
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