Her arrival at watering-places was noted in initials in the papers; her dress on every public occasion was described; and, as acknowledged queen of love and beauty, she had everywhere her little court of men and women flatterers.

The women flatterers around a belle are as much a part of the _cortege_ as the men.

They repeat the compliments they hear, and burn incense in the virgin's bower at hours when the profaner sex may not enter.
The life of a petted creature consists essentially in being deferred to, for being pretty and useless.

A petted child runs a great risk, if it is ever to outgrow childhood; but a pet woman is a perpetual child.
The pet woman of society is everybody's toy.

Everybody looks at her, admires her, praises and flatters her, stirs her up to play off her little airs and graces for their entertainment; and passes on.