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GO ON ! GO ON ! '' The morning after the doomed traveller , descending the heights of Montmartre , had entered the walls of Paris , great activity reigned in St. Dizier House . Though it was hardly noon , the Princess de St. Dizier , without being exactly in full dress -LRB- she had too much taste for that -RRB- , was yet arrayed with more care than usual . Her light hair , instead of being merely banded , was arranged in two bunches of curls , which suited very well with her full and florid cheeks . Her cap was trimmed with bright rose-colored ribbon , and whoever had seen the lady in her tight fitting dress of gray-watered silk would have easily guessed that Mrs. Grivois , her tirewoman , must have required the assistance and the efforts of another of the princess 's women to achieve so remarkable a reduction in the ample figure of their mistress . We shall explain the edifying cause of this partial return to the vanities of the world .