must talk to you. A perfectly tremendous opportunity has literally
fallen our way, and I want you to benefit by it also. A friend of
Douglas'--of Professor Harrison's, I should say--called our attention
to it. This friend wants to go in on it, but he can't leave his
business; so the idea is to have just Fred and the professor--and you,
if you'll go--and me to go and attend to the assessments. All the
other names will be dummy names--well, silent partners is a better
word--and we can control a tremendously valuable tract that way. How
about a henna rinse, Marion? Would it be worth while?"

"Why, a henna rinse would brighten your hair, Kate--and lots of nice
women have them. But you'll have to have a shampoo, you know. The
henna rinse is used with a shampoo. I believe I'd have one if I were
you, Kate. You never could tell it in the world. And it's good for the
hair, too. It--"

"Fred is _so_ disagreeable about such things. But if it couldn't be
told--" Kate began to doubt again. "Does it cost extra?"

"Fifty cents--but it does brighten the hair. It brings out the natural
color--there is an auburn tint--"

"But I really meant to have a manicure today. And we can't talk in the
manicure parlor--those tables are crowded together so! I've a
tremendous lot to tell you, too. Which would you have, Marion?"

Miss Rose dutifully considered the matter while she continued the
scalp massage. Before they had decided definitely upon the
extravagance of a henna rinse, which was only a timid sort of
experiment and at best a mere compromise art and nature, Marion had