It accentuated her figure at the front and behind and there was an attractive small bustle.
The hat that went with it was turned back from her face so that she could be seen by the crowd.
It was massed with roses and some of them were tucked underneath the brim over her left ear.
She went up on deck, because the Battleship was moving even more slowly into Port.
When the Marchioness saw her, she exclaimed,
“Oh, you do look so pretty. I am sure that your mother must have chosen this gown for you.”
“She did,” Gloria replied. “I would certainly hope that the people of Arginos will like it as well.”
“They will love it,” the Marchioness assured her.
The two Ambassadresses said almost exactly the same thing.
There was no need for the men, neither those who travelled with her or served ab
