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In
the
evening
inpour
of
young
men
and
women
came
Aileen
and
Norah
,
the
former
throwing
off
a
thin
net
veil
of
black
lace
and
a
dolman
of
black
silk
,
which
her
brother
Owen
took
from
her
.
Norah
was
with
Callum
,
a
straight
,
erect
,
smiling
young
Irishman
,
who
looked
as
though
he
might
carve
a
notable
career
for
himself
.
She
wore
a
short
,
girlish
dress
that
came
to
a
little
below
her
shoe-tops
,
a
pale-figured
lavender
and
white
silk
,
with
a
fluffy
hoop-skirt
of
dainty
laced-edged
ruffles
,
against
which
tiny
bows
of
lavender
stood
out
in
odd
places
.
There
was
a
great
sash
of
lavender
about
her
waist
,
and
in
her
hair
a
rosette
of
the
same
color
.
She
looked
exceedingly
winsome
--
eager
and
bright-eyed
.
But
behind
her
was
her
sister
in
ravishing
black
satin
,
scaled
as
a
fish
with
glistening
crimsoned-silver
sequins
,
her
round
,
smooth
arms
bare
to
the
shoulders
,
her
corsage
cut
as
low
in
the
front
and
back
as
her
daring
,
in
relation
to
her
sense
of
the
proprieties
,
permitted
.
She
was
naturally
of
exquisite
figure
,
erect
,
full-breasted
,
with
somewhat
more
than
gently
swelling
hips
,
which
,
nevertheless
,
melted
into
lovely
,
harmonious
lines
;
and
this
low-cut
corsage
,
receding
back
and
front
into
a
deep
V
,
above
a
short
,
gracefully
draped
overskirt
of
black
tulle
and
silver
tissue
,
set
her
off
to
perfection
.
Her
full
,
smooth
,
roundly
modeled
neck
was
enhanced
in
its
cream-pink
whiteness
by
an
inch-wide
necklet
of
black
jet
cut
in
many
faceted
black
squares
.
Her
complexion
,
naturally
high
in
tone
because
of
the
pink
of
health
,
was
enhanced
by
the
tiniest
speck
of
black
court-plaster
laid
upon
her
cheekbone
;
and
her
hair
,
heightened
in
its
reddish-gold
by
her
dress
,
was
fluffed
loosely
and
adroitly
about
her
eyes
.
The
main
mass
of
this
treasure
was
done
in
two
loose
braids
caught
up
in
a
black
spangled
net
at
the
back
of
her
neck
;
and
her
eyebrows
had
been
emphasized
by
a
pencil
into
something
almost
as
significant
as
her
hair
.
She
was
,
for
the
occasion
,
a
little
too
emphatic
,
perhaps
,
and
yet
more
because
of
her
burning
vitality
than
of
her
costume
.
Art
for
her
should
have
meant
subduing
her
physical
and
spiritual
significance
.
Life
for
her
meant
emphasizing
them
.
"
Lillian
!
"
Anna
nudged
her
sister-in-law
.
She
was
grieved
to
think
that
Aileen
was
wearing
black
and
looked
so
much
better
than
either
of
them
.
"
I
see
,
"
Lillian
replied
,
in
a
subdued
tone
.
"
So
you
're
back
again
.
"
She
was
addressing
Aileen
.
"
It
's
chilly
out
,
is
n't
it
?
"
"
I
do
n't
mind
.
Do
n't
the
rooms
look
lovely
?
"
She
was
gazing
at
the
softly
lighted
chambers
and
the
throng
before
her
.
Norah
began
to
babble
to
Anna
.
"
You
know
,
I
just
thought
I
never
would
get
this
old
thing
on
.
"
She
was
speaking
of
her
dress
"
Aileen
would
n't
help
me
--
the
mean
thing
!
"
