'It was a nice dinner throughout, mother, and the table looked lovely.'
'Well, I saw Miss Lansing look at the cloth. She was too much of a lady to say anything, of course, but I could tell she noticed it.'
'Yes,' said Eunice, 'I think she did.'
Mrs. Day was closing her door.
'Put out the light in the hall before you go to bed, Eunice.'
'Yes, mother,' said Eunice, softly closing her own door.
She stood still a moment in the centre of the candle-lighted room. Then she went over to the Glory-Box and took out the kimono and laid it over the footboard so that the pink folds could catch the light. When she had undressed, she put it on. 'It will be a beautiful ending to the day,' she said, as she stood before the mirror braiding her hair.
Her eyes rested on Stephen's picture.
'I think you would have been proud to-day, dear, and I think you would have liked this.'
She turned to the mirror, and looked at the girl reflected there, at the dark eyes and hair and at the kimono draping her soft white gown.