her baby carefully; then she arrayed herself in the soft silk gown, and the wide hat with the heavy plume, and then — could David have seen her with her courageous eyes and lifted head, and the faint color from excitement in her cheeks — he would no longer have feared to take her by the hand and lead her to his mother and say, “She is my wife, and the loveliest lady in the land.”

People looked at her as she passed, and turned to look again. Down wide, carpeted stairs she went, until she came to a broad landing with recessed windows, where were round polished tables and people seated, sipping tea and eating thin bread and butter and muffins. Then Cassandra knew that she was hungry and sat herself in one of the windows apart, before a table. Presently a young man came and bent down to her as if