"'Will it do?' said Mrs. Dennison, drawing herself up proud as a peacock.
"'It's superb!' answered Cora.
"'We will make it a little more perfect before he comes in,' says Babylon; and, going to a desk, she took out a long morocco case, and opened it under the light, when a flame of fire flashed out of it.
"Cora took the box out of Babylon's hand.
"'From him?' says she.
"'Yes,' answers Babylon, curving her neck.
"'How much did they cost?'
"'Of course he did not tell me that, Cora. Ten or fifteen thousand dollars, I suppose; but they are nothing to what I'll yet have.'
"'You will not wear them to-morrow?'
"'Well, no. It would be a little too much, I fear; but we will put them on now, just to try the effect.'