Mumsie and I were going down Maple Avenue when I saw her. She wore a
large, beautiful, black velvet hat, with ermine trimming, and came
marching down the street majestically in her seal-skin jacket and ermine
stole. Her hair is gold: I don’t mean coppery gold or any other kind of
gold, but real, brassy, gold-yellow. I had an eye on her some time
before Mumsie caught sight of her. I knew it was Mrs. Mount—instinct
told.