ried to dress her head in a fashion
new to her, and knew she did it ill and untidily, but had no time to
change it. If she had had some red she would have put it on, but such
vanities were not in her chamber or Barbara's. So she rubbed her cheeks
hard, and even pinched them, so that in the end they looked as if they
were badly rouged. It seemed to her that her nose grew red too, and
indeed 'twas no wonder, for her hands and feet were like ice.

"She must be ashamed of me," the humble creature said to herself. "And
if she is ashamed she will be angered and send me away and be friends no
more."

She did not deceive herself, poor thing, and imagine she had the chance
of being regarded with any great lenience if she appeared ill.

"Mistress Clorinda begged that you would come quickly," said Rebecca,
knocking at the door.

So she caught her handkerchief, which was scented, as all her garments
were, with dried rose-leaves from the garden, which she had conserved
herself, and went down to the chintz parlour trembling.

It was a great room with white panels, and flowered coverings to the
furniture. There were a number of ladies and gentlemen standing talking
and laughing loudly together. The men outnumbered the women, and most of
them stood in a circle about Mistress Clorinda, who sat upright in a
great flowered chair, smiling with her mocking, stately air, as if she
defied them to dare to speak what they felt.

Anne came in like a mouse. Nobody saw her. She did not, indeed, know
what to do. She dared not remain standing all alone, so she crept to the
place where her sister's chair was, and stood a little behind its high
back. Her heart beat within her breast till it was like to choke her.

They were only country gentlemen who made the circle, but to her they
seemed dashing gallants. That some of them had red noses as well as
cheeks, and that their voices were big and their gallantries boisterous,
was no drawback to their manly charms, she having seen no other finer
gentlemen. They were specimens of the great conquering creature Man,
whom all women must aspire to please if they have the fortunate power;
and each and all of them were plainly trying to please Clorinda, and not
she them.

And so Anne gazed at them with admiring awe, waiting until there should
come a pause in which she might presume to call her sister's attention to
her presence; but suddenly, before she had indeed made up her mind how
she migh