"Oh, have you? Then I will have a new toque," said Regina. "I--I will be frank and candid with you. I am a very remarkable woman--I am Mrs. Alfred Whittaker. I have been for many years President of the Society for the Regeneration of Womanhood--I have regenerated all sorts of things connected with women, and now I want to regenerate myself. I have given up my presidency, I have worked for others long enough, and some hussy has, in a measure, supplanted me with my husband. I want--I want to learn a great deal, I want to go to school again. I have never known how to dress myself, I have never known how to make the most of myself. Dear Madame Florence, I like you; you have faithful eyes, I can see you are a woman to be trusted--it has been my business for years past to judge characters by exteriors--you inspire me with confidence. Will you help me, will you come and choose something to put on my head?" I am bound to say that it was with great difficulty that Madame Florence restrained the broadest of broad smiles. "Madame Clementine," she said, "has a suite of rooms on the first floor. If you will come with me I will introduce her to you. No, I would not put your toque on, it is so ugly. Best not to let her know you have ever worn anything so unbecoming. I will send a message down to make sure she is alone." She touched a bell, and again Miss Margaret came into the room. "Just go down and see if Madame Clementine is below and alone. This lady is going down to choose a toque." Two minutes later Regina found herself following Madame Florence down the stairs leading to the first floor. "Good afternoon, Madame Clementine," said Madame Florence, cheerfully, "I have brought you a new client. This is Mrs. Alfred Whittaker--so well known--all women know the name of Mrs. Alfred Whittaker. I have been arranging her hair, and I want you to crown my efforts with the prettiest toque you have in your show-rooms." CHAPTER XXIV RUMOR Have you ever noticed how a lie spreads and grows as it flies along? What a pity it is that the truth does not increase in the same proportion! "Pray be seated, madame," said Madame Clementine. "I am delighted to be honored by a visit from so distinguished a lady. Certainly I know your name well, everyone interested in the cause of womanhood knows the name of Mrs. Alfred Whittaker." Regina smiled and bowed. She was well accustomed to this kind of flattery, but it had never lost its charm for her, and now, after all those years, she accepted it at its face value. "Mademoiselle Gabrielle," called Madame Clementine. "_Mais oui_, Madame," answered a voice from another room, and immediately a little French girl came running in.