oing to
continue to bring us in good things--and it is n't going to cost us any
more."

"No, indeed, it isn't, Dearie. I'll see to that!" said Honey with
firmness.

"And I 'll see to it that you _see_ to it. That'll double cinch it,"
said Skinner.

Honey held up a finger; then turned and listened.

"That's the postman's whistle. I'll go."

A moment later, she burst into the room, her face radiant. "There,"
she cried, throwing a large, square envelope down in front of Skinner,
"you can credit your dress-suit account with that!"

[Illustration: "There," she cried, "you can credit your dress-suit
account with that!"]

It was an invitation to a dance at the J. Smith Crawfords' on the
fifteenth--just two weeks off.

"I'll put it down in my little book. It is n't exactly tangible, but
you can bet your life it may _lead_ to something tangible."

"Tangible?" echoed Honey. "It's a social triumph!"

In his fine, round hand, Skinner inscribed in the little book the
following:--

_Dress-Suit Account_

_Debit_ _Credit_

One social triumph.

He passed the record over for Honey's approval.

"And, oh, goodie," Honey cried, "we're all prepared for it! Not a
penny to spend! Now, don't you dare to think of anything!--is there?"

"You're right, Honey, you're right," Skinner almost shouted.

He paused abruptly; then, in a hoarse whisper, "Say, Honey, you know
how to dance?"

Honey stared at him wide-eyed.

"Why--ye-es--I waltz."

"That's archaic. Do you know the new things, those cubist proposition
dances where you glide and side-step and pause and back up and go ahead
again and zigzag like an inebriated politician?"

"You mean the turkey trot and the tango and the one-step and the fox
trot and the hesitation?" Honey rattled off glibly.

"Is it necessary to learn them all?" said Skinner.

They looked at each other for a few moments without a word.

"No use--we've got to do it, Honey."

"But that means money. We've only got two weeks, and that means
private lessons! And private lessons mean lots of money!"

"Honey," said Skinner solemnly, "we've invested in this dress-suit
engine of conquest. It's no good unless we use it. We must learn the
most effective way to use it or all the first cost will be wasted.
Besides, it won't cost much to learn to dance. There are places on
Sixth Avenue--"

Honey held u