She was easy to dress, being tall, slim and remarkably pretty.

She thought that most women make a great mistake in allowing dress to be the master instead of the servant of their good looks; many women were, she considered, entirely crushed and made insignificant by the beauty of their clothes.

The important thing was to have a distinguished appearance, and this cannot, of course, easily be obtained without expensive elegance.

But Edith was twenty-eight, and looked younger, so she could dress simply.
This morning Edith had telephoned to her friend, Miss Bennett, an old schoolfellow who had nothing to do, and adored commissions.

Edith, sitting by the fire or at the 'phone, gave her orders, which were always decisive, short and yet meticulous.