"This hat suits you so—you are such a grande dame in it. Ah! Je t'adore!"
And Kitty softly took the chin aforesaid into her hands, and dropped a kiss on Lady Tranmore's cheek, which reddened a little under the sudden caress.
"Don't be a goose, Kitty." But Elizabeth Tranmore stooped forward all the same and returned the kiss heartily. "Now tell me what you're going to wear at the Parhams'."
Kitty rose deliberately, went to the bell and rang it.
"It must be quite time for tea."
"You haven't answered my question, Kitty."
"Haven't I?" The butler entered. "Tea, please, Wilson, at once."
"Kitty!—"
Lady Kitty seated herself defiantly a short distance from her mother-in-law and crossed her hands on her lap.
"I am not going to the Parhams'."