distraction which, according to Miss Allen, did anything but
represent life as it really was. She was still mentally agape at her
novel surroundings when Parkins, Mrs Hamilton's maid, entered the
room to dress Mavis.

Parkins's appearance surprised her; she was wholly unlike her
conception of what a lady's-maid should be. Instead of being
unassumingly dressed, quiet, self-effacing, Parkins was a bold,
buxom wench, with large blue eyes and a profusion of fair hair. She
wore white lace underskirts, openwork silk stockings, and showy
shoes. Her manner was that of scarcely veiled familiarity. She
carried upon her arm a gorgeous evening gown.

Mavis made an elaborate toilette. She bathed, presently to clothe
herself in the many delicate garments which Mrs Hamilton had
provided. Her hair was dressed by Parkins; later, when she put on
the evening frock, she hardly knew herself. The gown was of grey
chiffon, embroidered upon the bodice and skirt with silver roses;
grey silk stockings, grey silver embroidered shoes completed the
toilette.

"Madam sent you these," said Parkins, returning to the room after a
short absence.

"Those!" cried Mavis, as her eyes were attracted by the pearl
necklaces and other costly jewels which the maid had brought.

"Madam entertains very rich gentlemen; she likes everyone about her
to look their best."