vinced him. Within six months Camille's name
actually appeared in the Haynes-Cooper catalogue. Not that alone, the
Haynes-Cooper company broke its rule as to outside advertising, and
announced in full-page magazine ads the news of the $7.85 gowns designed
by Camille especially for the Haynes-Cooper company. There went up
a nationwide shout of amusement and unbelief, but the announcement
continued. Camille (herself a frump with a fringe) whose frocks were
worn by queens, and dancers and matrons with millions, and debutantes;
Camille, who had introduced the slouch, revived the hoop, discovered the
sunset chiffon, had actually consented to design six models every
season for the mail order millions of the Haynes-Cooper women's dress
department--at a price that made even Michael Fenger wince.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Fanny Brandeis' blouses showed real Cluny now, and her hats were nothing
but line. A scant two years before she had wondered if she would ever
reach a pinnacle of success lofty enough to enable her to wear blue
tailor suits as smart as the well-cut garments worn by her mother's
friend, Mrs. Emma McChesney. Mrs. McChesney's trig little suits had cost
fifty dollars, and had looked sixty. Fanny's now cost one hundred and
twenty-five, and looked one hundred and twenty-five. Her sleeves alone
gave it away. If you would test the soul of a tailor you have only to
glance at shoulder-seam, elbow and wrist. Therein lies the wizardry.
Fanny's sleeve flowed from arm-pit to thumb-bone without a ripple.
Also she moved from the South side to the North side, always a sign of
prosperity or social ambition, in Chicago. Her new apartment was near
the lake, exhilaratingly high, correspondingly expensive. And she was
hideously lonely. She was earning a man-size salary now, and she was
working like a man. A less magnificently healthy woman could not have
stood the strain, for Fanny Brandeis was working with her head, not her
heart. When we say heart we have come to mean something more than the
hollow muscular structure that propels the blood through the veins.
That, in the dictionary, is the primary definition. The secondary
definition has to do with such words as emotion, sympathy, tenderness,
courage, conviction. She was working, now, as Michael Fenger worked,
relentlessly, coldly, indomitably, using all the material at hand as
a means to an end, with never a thought of the material itself, as a
builder reaches for a brick, or sto