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 margin of his ledger.
"On the 6th of this month the Countess de Mussidan gave us an order--a perfectly plain dress for her daughter.