right and wrong

day the upholsterers were still nailing up hangings, and toward nine

at night, just when the lusters were going to be lit, the architect,

accompanied by the eager and interested countess, was given his

It was one of those spring festivities which have a delicate charm

of their own. Owing to the warmth of the June nights, it had become

possible to open the two doors of the great drawing room and to

extend the dancing floor to the sanded paths of the garden. When

the first guests arrived and were welcomed at the door by the count