Her dainty feet,
shapely, aspiring, and full of character as her face, were
carelessly thrust forward, and upon one of them lay a flossy
spaniel, a privileged pet of his fair mistress.
The boudoir of Angelique was a nest of luxury and elegance. Its
furnishings and adornings were of the newest Parisian style. A
carpet woven in the pattern of a bed of flowers covered the floor.
Vases of Sevres and Porcelein, filled with roses and jonquils, stood
on marble tables. Grand Venetian mirrors reflected the fair form of
their mistress from every point of view--who contemplated herself
before and behind with a feeling of perfect satisfaction and sense
of triumph over every rival.
A harpsichord occupied one corner of the room, and an elaborate
bookcase, well-filled with splendidly bound volumes, another.
Angelique had small taste for reading, yet had made some
acquaintance with the literature of the day. Her natural quick
parts and good taste enabled her to shine, even in literary
conversation. Her bright eyes looked volumes. Her silvery laugh
was wiser than the wisdom of a precieuse.
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