sachets, and she has tiny sachets sewed in every skirt and waist;
and she has her own private perfume--she gave me some. She calls it
Occur de Jeannette, and she says she designed it herself, and had it
patented!"

And then Alice went on to describe the maid's work-room, which was
also of polished hardwood, and dust-proof, and had a balcony for
brushing clothes, and wires upon which to hang them, and hot and
cold water, and a big ironing-table and an electric stove. "But
there can't be much work to do," laughed the girl, "for she never
wears a gown more than two or three times. Just think of paying
several thousand dollars for a costume, and giving it to your poor
relations after you have worn it only twice! And the worst of it is
that Mrs. Landis says it's all nothing unusual; you'll find such
arrangements in every home of people who are socially prominent. She
says there are women who boast of never appearing twice in the same
gown, and there's one dreadful personage in Boston who wears each
costume once, and then has it solemnly cremated by her butler!"

"It is wicked to do such things," put in old Mrs. Montague, when she
had heard this tale through. "I don't see how people can get any
pleasure out of it."

"That's what I said," replied Alice.

"To whom did you say that?" asked Montague. "To Mrs. Landis?"

"No," said Alice, "to a cousin of hers. I was downstairs waiting for
her, and this girl came in. And we got to talking about it, and I
said that I didn't think I could ever get used to such things."