"I think not. I suspect she does not know me by sight."
"Then why do this? What do you think yourself?"
"I think it is all for Margaret."
"And she has never seen her! My dear, you really are too ridiculous!"
"No, Lady Lyons; can you not see how things really are? Sir Albert knew how you lamented my want of friends and he has done this for me."
"But why, my dear, why? That's what I want to know," and Lady Lyons looked puzzled.
"Ah, that is very puzzling indeed," said Grace, gravely: and Lady Lyons, who had from the first stated that she thought she had a gown that was quite good enough, went to consult her maid upon the subject.
She found her maid in a state of ecstacy over a very handsome dark, plum-coloured silk, very fashionably though quietly made, bonnet and mantle to match, "With Grace's love" on the top of it.
"Oh, my dear, how lovely! I am so sorry I said that about a corner. Corner, indeed! how kind, how very thoughtful of you! I cannot bear taking such a handsome present from you."
"You must learn to take many presents from your new daughter," said Grace, but something in her tone struck Lady Lyons.