The silence which had fallen on the scene during this conflict was soon broken, and gayety was gradually restored.
"Who is Lothario?" asked Janet, recovering her spirits more slowly than the others.
"That's Claude Fontaine, the son of Fontaine the jeweler. You know Fontaine's, the big jewelry and art establishment on Fifth Avenue?"
"Oh, yes."
"Well, he's that Fontaine. Very good looking as well as very rich. All the Lorillard girls are dippy about him. So am I. And so will you be."
"Do you think so?" asked Janet, hopefully, for she was thirsting for any new experience.
"I'm sure of it. But I hope you won't dream of marrying Lothario. Chiefly for the reason that it would be useless. He comes here too well armed and well seasoned against matrimonial schemes."
She added that, in spite of this obvious fact, nearly all the Lorillard girls of the Outlaw brand had their caps set at the young millionaire.
"On principle, they're all opposed to marriage," she proceeded. "But they're all ready to sacrifice this principle in such a very profitable cause."
This bitter remark was the first hint Janet received of a cleavage between Cornelia's theories and the theories or practices of the other model tenementers.