t a new dress, in
which to outshine her rival. They only talk of their families when they
are called on to pay up."

Paul still continued to plead for some money for the poor lady, and the
discussion was getting so warm that Mascarin felt bound to interfere.

"Perhaps," said he, "you have been a little hard."

"Pooh," returned the tailor; "I know my customer; and to-morrow my
account will be settled, and I know very well where the money will come
from. Then she will give me another order, and we shall have the whole
comedy over again. I know what I am about." And taking Mascarin into
the window, he made some confidential communication, at which they both
laughed heartily.

Paul, not wishing to appear to listen, examined the consulting-room,
as Van Klopen termed it. He saw a great number of large scissors, yard
measures, and patterns of material, and heaps of fashion plates.

By this time the two men had finished their conversation.

"I had," said Mascarin, as they returned to the fireplace, "I had meant
to glance through the books; but you have so many customers waiting,
that I had better defer doing so."

"Is that all that hinders you?" returned Van Klopen, carelessly. "Wait a
moment."

He left the room, and in another moment his voice was heard.

"I am sorry, ladies, very sorry, on my word; but I am busy with my silk
mercer. I shall not be very long."

"We will wait," returned the ladies in chorus.

"That is the way," remarked Van Klopen, as he returned to the
consulting-room. "Be civil to women, and they turn their backs on you;
try and keep them off, and they run after you. If I was to put up 'no
admittance' over my door, the street would be blocked up with women.
Business has never been better," continued the tailor, producing a large
ledger. "Within the last ten days we have had in orders amounting to
eighty-seven thousand francs."

"Good!" answered Mascarin; "but let us have a look at the column headed
'Doubtful.'"

"Here you are," returned the arbiter of fashion, as he turned over
the leaves. "Mademoiselle Virginie Cluhe has ordered five theatrical
costumes, two dinner, and three morning dresses."

"That is a heavy order."

"I wanted for that reason to consult you. She doesn't owe us
much--perhaps a thousand francs or so."

"That is too much, for I hear that her friend has come to grief. Do not
decline the order, but avoid taking fresh ones."

Van Klopen made a few mysterious signs in the m