breakfast tray among drifts of silk and chiffon, apricot, ivory, and mauve.
But after a while she grew restless. Perhaps we ought to see other people, she thought, looking through the Herald to see if she could find any names she knew. We mustn't let our happiness make us selfish.
And what was the use of all her new gowns if there was no one to show them to? Curtis never noticed what she had on, unless she called his attention to it, and even with her generous Curtis it was just as well not to call attention to too many all at once, for when you are a type that demands special creations, dresses are expensive. Their first misunderstanding had come when he had seen the bill for the seven picture gowns. And after he had said that he wanted to spend his whole life in making her happy! She had been so hurt that he had given her a sapphire bracelet next day. She twisted it on her wrist now. Dark blue fire on snow.
That all the more endears—"
