CHAPTER LXIX.
On reaching Lady Anne's apartment, which was now the drawing-rooms of the house, into which she had introduced an elegant French bed, both her daughter and neighbour literally shuddered at the extraordinary sight before them. Lady Anne occupied a sofa in the larger room, her head supported by many pillows, her face perfectly pallid (for it may be recollected that her toilette had not been assisted by the initiated), and her eyes beaming with unnatural lustre, all around her by turns attracting her gaze, as she had ordered her cook and her new nurse to cause every article of her dress which they could find in her wardrobe, drawers, and boxes, to be brought together for her inspection. She now eagerly demanded Helen's attention to the subject, saying that "hitherto she had only missed a cloak and a tippet, which the servant said were worn by the supposed culprit, when she went away."
