CHAPTER III
"WELL, Priscilla, how have you put in the morning?" asked Mrs, Martin, kissing her daughter's cheek as she sat down to the luncheon-table.
"Pretty well—but it's been rather long," the girl admitted. "I've arranged all the flowers, and settled my things in my room, but it didn't take quite all the time. Couldn't I have some regular morning things to do, mother, so I'd feel more settled here?"
"My dear, your regular morning thing to do will be to sleep, as soon as you get started socially. We must look over your clothes and get Madame Sonci started on some new gowns, and that will take time. We'll keep you busy enough, never fear."
"Thanks. You see, I'm used to being busy. At school we had things to do every hour of the day, so it's pretty hard to drift."
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