As for the superb Empire bed, which had belonged to Queen Hortense, and was still hung with the original blue velvet sprinkled with golden bees, Doris eyed it with a firm hostility.
"We needn't sleep in it," she whispered in Meadows's ear.

"There are two sofas." Meanwhile Miss Field and others flitted about, adding all the luxuries of daily use to the splendour of the rooms.

Gardeners appeared bringing in flowers, and an anxious maid, on behalf of her ladyship, begged that Mrs.Meadows would change her travelling dress for a comfortable white tea-gown, before tea-time, suggesting another "creation" in black and silver for dinner.

Doris, frowning and reluctant, would have refused; but Miss Field said softly "Won't you?
Rachel will be so distressed if she mayn't do these little things for you.

Of course she doesn't deserve it; but--" "Oh yes--I'll put them on--if she likes," said Doris, hurriedly.