Lady Garribardine leaned forward from among her sofa cushions and looked at her nephew with a quizzical eye. "G., if you were free and my heir, I'd marry you off to Katherine Bush just for the pleasure of the experiment!" Then the little Sèvres clock chimed. "Why, it is striking the quarter--rush off at once, dear boy!--and don't forget to put on your hunt coat; the scarlet pleases the children." * * * * * In another part of the house, Her Ladyship's secretary, quite unaware that she was under discussion, was joyously dressing in her pretty oak-panelled room, with a delicious sense of excitement. Martha was coming in to help her presently for this wonderful first occasion in her life when she should put on a real evening dress, showing pearl white neck and arms. Gladys had given her every instruction as to its fastenings and had supervised the making of it with a zeal which she would only have bestowed upon an order from the richest customer. The frock fitted to perfection, and was astonishingly becoming in its black simplicity. Martha had brought her in some beautiful lilies of the valley, when she came with her hot water, accompanied by the information that Mr. Strobridge's valet had handed them to her for Miss Bush, from his master. Gerard had been robbing the hothouses evidently. The head gardener was a particular friend of his. They were just the touch wanted to complete the picture; their snowy whiteness and brilliant forced green gave the note of freshness which went so well with Katherine's skin--of an astonishing purity--by candle-light as clear as ivory and as pale in tone. She gazed into her looking-glass and felt satisfied with what she saw, and presently she held her shoulders back and her head up, and walked down the corridor with the grace of a Comédie Française queen! So greatly does the consciousness of fine raiment affect the morale of young women! Lady Beatrice came out of her room in the great gallery and they went down together. "You do look so pretty, Miss Bush," she said. "What a duck of a frock! It looks like an Ermantine." "Yes, my sister is a saleswoman there, and she had it made for me," Katherine told her.--"I am glad you think it looks well. I have never had on a real evening dress before." "You know how to wear it so that is all right! Ah, children, come along!" as three joyous calls came from over the banisters. And Katherine slipped on alone. Lady Garribardine had told her, before she went to dress, to go to Bronson to see that a special order about the presents was carried out. All the party were assembled in the great drawing-room when this duty was done, and so her entrance did not pass unremarked. "By Jove!" was the significant exclamation of old Colonel Hawthorne. "And I am to have the pleasure of taking you in to dinner," said the charming young man who had so far succeeded in diverting Lady Beatrice.