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She
tried
on
the
cream-colored
satin
first
,
however
,
being
in
much
doubt
about
it
;
but
her
penciled
eyes
and
beauty-spot
did
not
seem
to
harmonize
with
it
.
Then
she
put
on
the
black
silk
with
its
glistening
crimsoned-silver
sequins
,
and
,
lo
,
it
touched
her
.
She
liked
its
coquettish
drapery
of
tulle
and
silver
about
the
hips
.
The
"
overskirt
,
"
which
was
at
that
time
just
coming
into
fashion
,
though
avoided
by
the
more
conservative
,
had
been
adopted
by
Aileen
with
enthusiasm
.
She
thrilled
a
little
at
the
rustle
of
this
black
dress
,
and
thrust
her
chin
and
nose
forward
to
make
it
set
right
.
Then
after
having
Kathleen
tighten
her
corsets
a
little
more
,
she
gathered
the
train
over
her
arm
by
its
train-band
and
looked
again
.
Something
was
wanting
.
Oh
,
yes
,
her
neck
!
What
to
wear
--
red
coral
?
It
did
not
look
right
.
A
string
of
pearls
?
That
would
not
do
either
.
There
was
a
necklace
made
of
small
cameos
set
in
silver
which
her
mother
had
purchased
,
and
another
of
diamonds
which
belonged
to
her
mother
,
but
they
were
not
right
.
Finally
,
her
jet
necklet
,
which
she
did
not
value
very
highly
,
came
into
her
mind
,
and
,
oh
,
how
lovely
it
looked
!
How
soft
and
smooth
and
glistening
her
chin
looked
above
it
.
She
caressed
her
neck
affectionately
,
called
for
her
black
lace
mantilla
,
her
long
,
black
silk
dolman
lined
with
red
,
and
she
was
ready
.
The
ball-room
,
as
she
entered
,
was
lovely
enough
.
The
young
men
and
young
women
she
saw
there
were
interesting
,
and
she
was
not
wanting
for
admirers
.
The
most
aggressive
of
these
youths
--
the
most
forceful
--
recognized
in
this
maiden
a
fillip
to
life
,
a
sting
to
existence
.
She
was
as
a
honey-jar
surrounded
by
too
hungry
flies
.
But
it
occurred
to
her
,
as
her
dance-list
was
filling
up
,
that
there
was
not
much
left
for
Mr.
Cowperwood
,
if
he
should
care
to
dance
with
her
.
Cowperwood
was
meditating
,
as
he
received
the
last
of
the
guests
,
on
the
subtlety
of
this
matter
of
the
sex
arrangement
of
life
.
Two
sexes
.
He
was
not
at
all
sure
that
there
was
any
law
governing
them
.
By
comparison
now
with
Aileen
Butler
,
his
wife
looked
rather
dull
,
quite
too
old
,
and
when
he
was
ten
years
older
she
would
look
very
much
older
.
"
Oh
,
yes
,
Ellsworth
had
made
quite
an
attractive
arrangement
out
of
these
two
houses
--
better
than
we
ever
thought
he
could
do
.
"
He
was
talking
to
Henry
Hale
Sanderson
,
a
young
banker
.
"
He
had
the
advantage
of
combining
two
into
one
,
and
I
think
he
's
done
more
with
my
little
one
,
considering
the
limitations
of
space
,
than
he
has
with
this
big
one
.
Father
's
has
the
advantage
of
size
.
I
tell
the
old
gentleman
he
's
simply
built
a
lean-to
for
me
.
"
His
father
and
a
number
of
his
cronies
were
over
in
the
dining-room
of
his
grand
home
,
glad
to
get
away
from
the
crowd
.
He
would
have
to
stay
,
and
,
besides
,
he
wanted
to
.
Had
he
better
dance
with
Aileen
?
His
wife
cared
little
for
dancing
,
but
he
would
have
to
dance
with
her
at
least
once
.
There
was
Mrs.
Seneca
Davis
smiling
at
him
,
and
Aileen
.
By
George
,
how
wonderful
!
What
a
girl
!
"
I
suppose
your
dance-list
is
full
to
overflowing
.
Let
me
see
.
"
He
was
standing
before
her
and
she
was
holding
out
the
little
blue-bordered
,
gold-monogrammed
booklet
.
An
orchestra
was
playing
in
the
music
room
.
The
dance
would
begin
shortly
.
There
were
delicately
constructed
,
gold-tinted
chairs
about
the
walls
and
behind
palms
.
He
looked
down
into
her
eyes
--
those
excited
,
life-loving
,
eager
eyes
.
