name regularly headed the list of men present at every fashionable entertainment, and one was continually being informed of his visiting this great person or that in Newport, Saratoga, Lenox, Tuxedo and Palm Beach. Prominent as he was at this time, he must have been still more prominent a few years ago when the cotillon was still a feature of every ball. I have always wondered what a cotillon was. Barry Govett was the cotillon leader par excellence. They said then that one had to engage him months ahead.
"Yes, Madame, I read in the papers..."
"Good! then you know something of my business. I may as well tell you at once that I do not need a maid. That was merely a pretext."
The girl looked at her, greatly startled.
"Oh, you have nothing to fear," Mme. Storey went on. "I merely wished to satisfy