Round her well-cut, strong neck was a thread of pearls.
Kitty had been seeing Anna every day; she adored her, and had pictured her invariably in lilac.
But now seeing her in black, she felt that she had not fully seen her charm.
She saw her now as someone quite new and surprising to her.
Now she understood that Anna could not have been in lilac, and that her charm was just that she always stood out against her attire, that her dress could never be noticeable on her.