18 IN A WINTER CITY.
at Christmas time. That done, she considered
nothmg more could be expected of her: it was
certainly not necessary that she should bore her¬
To spend money was an easy undemonsti'ative
manner of acknowledging the ties of nature,
which pleased and suited her. Perhaps she
would have been capable of showing her affec¬
tion in nobler and more self-sacrificing ways; but
then there was nothing in her ciicumstances to
call for that kind of thing; no trouble ever came
nigh her; and the chariot of her life rolled as
smoothly as her own victoria a liuit ressorts.
For the ten years of her womanhood the Lady
Hilda had had the command of immense wealth.
Anything short of that seemed to her abject
poverty. She could theorise about making her¬
self into Grcuze or Gainsboro' pictures in serge
or dimity; but, in fact, she could not imagine
herself without all the black sables and silver
fox, the velvets and silks, the diamonds and
emeralds, the embroideries and laces that madi
her a thing which Titian would have worshipped.
She could not imagine herself for an instant