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Page 23
The various committees retired to the several corners of the room to
discuss their individual lines of action, when a shadow was observed to
obscure the moonlight which had been streaming in through the window. The
faces of Calpurnia and Cleopatra blanched for an instant, as, immediately
following upon this apparition, a large bundle was hurled through the open
port into the middle of the room, and the shadow vanished.
"Is it a bomb?" cried several of the ladies at once.
"Nonsense!" said Madame R�camier, jumping lightly forward. "A man doesn't
mind blowing a woman up, but he'll never blow himself up. We're safe
enough in that respect. The thing looks to me like a bundle of illustrated
papers."
"That's what it is," said Cleopatra, who had been investigating. "It's
rather a discourteous bit of courtesy, tossing them in through the window
that way, I think, but I presume they mean well. Dear me," she added, as,
having untied the bundle, she held one of the open papers up before her,
"how interesting! All the latest Paris fashions. Humph! Look at those
sleeves, Elizabeth. What an impregnable fortress you would have been with
those sleeves added to your ruffs!"
"I should think they'd be very becoming," put in Cassandra, standing on
her tiptoes and looking over Cleopatra's shoulder. "That Watteau isn't
bad, either, is it, now?"
"No," remarked Calpurnia. "I wonder how a Watteau back like that would go
on my blue alpaca?"
"Very nicely," said Elizabeth. "How many gores has it?"
"Five," observed Calpurnia. "One more than C�sar's toga. We had to have
our costumes distinct in some way."
"A remarkable hat, that," nodded Mrs. Lot, her eye catching sight of a
Virot creation at the top of the page.
"Reminds me of Eve's description of an autumn scene in the garden," smiled
Mrs. Noah. "Gorgeous in its foliage, beautiful thing; though I shouldn't
have dared wear one in the Ark, with all those hungry animals browsing
about the upper and lower decks."
"I wonder," remarked Cleopatra, as she cocked her head to one side to take
in the full effect of an attractive summer gown--"I wonder how that waist
would make up in blue cr�pon, with a yoke of lace and a stylishly
contrasting stock of satin ribbon?"
"It would depend upon how you finished the sleeves," remarked Madame
R�camier. "If you had a few puffs of rich brocaded satin set in with
deeply folded pleats it wouldn't be bad."
"I think it would be very effective," observed Mrs. Noah, "but a trifle
too light for general wear. I should want some kind of a wrap with it."
"It does need that," assented Elizabeth. "A wrap made of passementerie and
jet, with a mousseline de soie ruche about the neck held by a _chou_,
would make it fascinating."
"The committee on treachery is ready to report," said Delilah, rising from
her corner, where she and Lucretia Borgia had been having so animated a
discussion that they had failed to observe the others crowding about
Cleopatra and the papers.
[Illustration: "'THE COMMITTEE ON TREACHERY IS READY TO REPORT'"]
"A little sombre," said Cleopatra. "The corsage is effective, but I don't
like those basque terminations. I've never approved of those full
godets--"
"The committee on treachery," remarked Delilah again, raising her voice,
"has a suggestion to make."
"I can't get over those sleeves, though," laughed Helen of Troy. "What is
the use of them?"
"They might be used to get Greeks into Troy," suggested Madame R�camier.
"The committee on treachery," roared Delilah, thoroughly angered by the
absorption of the chairman and others, "has a suggestion to make. This is
the third and last call."
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