"Well?" said Kitty, still frowning--"eh, Blanche?"
The maid proper would have scorned to show emotion; but she nodded
approval. "If you ask me, my lady, I think you have never looked so well
in anything."
Kitty's brow relaxed at last, as she stood gazing at the reflection in
the large glass before her. She saw herself as Artemis--a la Madame de
Longueville--in a hunting-dress of white silk, descending to the ankles,
embroidered from top to toe in crescents of seed pearls and silver, and
held at the waist by a silver girdle. Her throat was covered with
magnificent pearls, a Tranmore family possession, lent by Lady Tranmore
for the occasion. The slim ankles and feet were cased in white silk,
cross-gartered with silver and shod with silver sandals. Her belt held
her quiver of white-winged arrows; her bow of ivory 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.
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