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It was a large book full of girls' names, each an expert in curls,
puffs, "reinforcements," hygienic rolls, transformators, and the
numberless other things that made the fearful and wonderful hair-
dresses of the day. Agnes's dates were full, for a day ahead.
Kennedy ran his eye over the list of patrons. "Mrs. Burke Collins,
3:30," he read. "Was she a patron, too?"
"Oh, yes," answered Madame. "She used to come here three times a
week. It was not vanity. We all knew her, and we all liked her."
Instantly I could read between the lines, and I felt that I had
been too charitable to Burke Collins. Here was the wife slaving to
secure that beauty which would win back the man with whom she had
worked and toiled in the years before they came to New York and
success. The "other woman" came here, too, but for a very
different reason.
Nothing but business seemed to impress Millefleur, however. "Oh,
yes," he volunteered, "we have a fine class. Among my own patients
I have Hugh Dayton, the actor, you know, leading man in Blanche
Blaisdell's company.


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