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Beth and her aunt came home a little before three. Luncheon in a hotel restaurant, Pompeian red and bronze in coloring, with flowers on every table and ladies at every table, also, whom one could hardly tell from the flowers, and an orchestra playing such music as Beth had never heard, completed the bewilderment of the morning. The little girl returned to her uncle's house like a small blossom overfull of honey; she had seen so many splendors that she could take in no more.
Mrs. Hodgman followed Mrs. Cortlandt to her sitting-room where Beth had also been taken.