"
Her voice rose to a shrill call.
"Quick!" she called, and then came a string of French. "I must not
be kept waiting--eet was already packed--"
Louise, who had replaced Mary Downs, found the bonnet Cora had
ordered, and handed it to her mistress. Cora took her place before a
mirror, and madam began patting the motor cap hood affectionately
over the girl's black tresses.
"It will suit you to perfection!" exclaimed the French woman. "You
have ze hair beautiful. Zere!" She brushed the hood down over Cora's
ears. "Zat is ze way. Do not wear a motor hood as if it was a tiara!
Zat is of a hatefulness! Such bad taste! Voila--what is it zat you
Americans say?--ze fitness of zings. Yes, zat is what I mean."
The hood certainly looked well on Cora. Bess and Belle nodded their
approval. It was of the old-fashioned Shaker type, of delicate
pongee silk, and showed off to advantage Cora's black, wavy fair, as
it fell softly about her temples.
"Es eet not becoming?" demanded madam, and then she became profuse
in her native tongue. "Zat--what you call Shaker--eet is ze
prettiest--so chic--voila!" and once more she patted it on Cora's
head.
Cora was very well pleased with it. Then the mask was brought out.
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