bird's two wings beat to the pulsations of the air. People noticed
that as the Princess danced a tiny tinkling sound accompanied her
every step; and the more curious observers, peeping downwards as
she flew by, saw that she had kept to the details of ancient
Egyptian costume so exactly that she even wore sandals, and that
her feet, perfectly shaped and lovely as perfectly shaped and
lovely hands, were bare save for the sandal-ribbons which crossed
them, and which were fastened with jewels. Round the slim ankles
were light bands of gold, also glittering with gems, and
furthermore adorned by little golden bells which produced the
pretty tinkling music that attracted attention.

"What a delightful creature she is!" said Lady Fulkeward, settling
her "Duchess of Gainsborough" hat on her powdered wig more
becomingly and smiling up in the face of Ross Courtney, who
happened to be standing close by. "So sweetly unconventional!
Everybody here thinks her improper; she may be, but I like her.
I'm not a bit of a prude."

Courtney smiled irreverently at this. Prudery and "old" Lady
Fulkeward were indeed wide apart. Aloud he said:

"I think whenever a woman is exceptionally beautiful she generally
gets reported as 'improper' by her own sex; especially if she has
a fascinating manner and dresses well."

"So true," and Lady Fulkeward simpered. "Exactly what I find
wherever I go! Poor dear Ziska! She has to pay the penalty for
captivating all you men in the way she does. I'm sure YOU have
lost your heart to her quite as much as anybody else, haven't