“My darling,” he cried, “powder does not look well by daylight.”
“One moment,” said Lady Georgina.
She went to the window, drew down the blinds, pulled the curtains across, and turned on the electric light.
“Now,” she said, “speak the truth. Was there ever a bonnier, a more lovely resurrection?”
“Hail! fair dame,” said Rowton.
He fell suddenly on one knee with a fantastic gesture, and kissed the tip of Nancy’s slender hand.
“You are complete but for your jewels,” he said. “I will fetch them.”
“No; to-night will do,” she answered.
“I think you can leave us now,” said Lady Georgina, turning to Hester, who was standing submissive and subdued in the background.