The Things that Mrs. Winters Has Found Personally Worth While include a great many public monuments. She will give Nancy a similar list of Things Worth While in Paris, too, before Nancy sails--and Nancy smiles acceptably as each one of them is mentioned. Only Mrs. Winters cannot see what Nancy is thinking--for if she did she might become startlingly human at once as even the most perfectly poised of spinsters is apt to do when she finds a rat in the middle of her neat white bed. For Nancy is thinking quite freely of various quaint and everlasting places of torment that might very well be devised for Mrs. Winters--and of the naked fact that once arrived in Paris it will matter very little to anybody what becomes of her and least of all to herself--and that Mrs. Winters doesn't know that she saw a chance mention of Mr. Oliver Crowe, the author of “Dancer's Holiday” today in the “Bookman” and that she cut it out because it had Oliver's name in it and that it is now in the smallest pocket of her bag with his creased and recreased first letter and the lucky piece she had from her nicest uncle and a little dim photograph of Mr. Ellicott and half a dozen other small precious things. XXX The dance is at the Piper's this time--the last Piper dance of the Southampton season and the biggest--other people may give dances after it but everybody who knows will only think of them as relatively pleasant or useless addenda. The last Piper Dance has been the official period to the Southampton summer ever since Elinor's _début_--and this time the period is sure to be bigger and rounder than ever since it closes the most successful season Southampton has ever had.