wings were like velvet or swansdown. You remind me of that
butterfly."

Morgana smiled.

"Did it fly away?"

"Oh, yes. Very soon! And an hour or so after it had flown, the
scarlet flower where it had rested was dead."

"Most thrilling!" And Morgana gave a little yawn. "Is that
breakfast? Yes? Stay with me while I have it! Are you the head
chambermaid at the Plaza?"

Manella shrugged her shoulders.

"I do not know what I am! I do everything I am asked to do as well
as I can."

"Obliging creature! And are you well paid?"

"As much as I want"--Manella answered, indifferently. "But there is
no pleasure in the work."

"Is there pleasure in ANY work?"

"If one works for a person one loves,--surely yes!" the girl
murmured as if she were speaking to herself, "The days would be too
short for all the work to be done!"