Now, Rosa was No.

1 last season, and had weakly imagined that was to last forever.

But Miss Lucas had always a sort of female flame, and it never lasted two seasons.
Rosa did not care so very much for Miss Lucas before, except as a convenient friend; but now she was mortified to tears at finding Miss Lucas made more fuss with another than with her.
This foolish feeling spurred her to attempt a rivalry with Mrs.Vivian, in the very things where rivalry was hopeless.
Miss Lucas gave both ladies tickets for a flower-show, where all the great folk were to be, princes and princesses, etc.
"But I have nothing to wear," sighed Rosa.
"Then you must get something, and mind it is not pink, please; for we must not clash in colors.

You know I'm dark, and pink becomes me.

(The selfish young brute was not half so dark as Rosa.) Mine is coming from Worth's, in Paris, on purpose.